SEMA 2009: Over and Out!

By John Coyle

Deputy Editor

So the reports about the death of SEMA had been greatly exaggerated. We hope y’all enjoyed our coverage, because we had one hell of a time posting it. Personally, it was awesome to be back in a little room typing, swearing, and laughing with my Seattle crew, and getting to watch them sing along with the with the balloon artist/guitar player/one-man-band at Terrible’s was just brilliant. SEMA is a wonderful reminder of why we bust our knuckles covering cars and car culture, and I love, love, love it. Rob and Jen are in the air right now, and I hope that Jim—who I apparently offended with the unprintable way I express myself—is asleep on a plane headed back to the Great Northeast. I am ready to fall down and sleep off this whole week, which might happen soon, because soldier Michelle—who could pilot a semi truck through the eye of a needle—has been charged with the unfortunate assignment of driving my drunken ass back to California. After Rob, Jen, and I sober up, we’ll be posting all of our SEMA cleanup coverage, so stay tuned, and thanks for reading! Viva SEMA!