BM 2002, “The Floating World.” Theme meant something else entirely but everyone did ocean theme.

During a greeter shift I came back hot and exhausted, ran into a sand pit, and threw myself over the handlebars of the GoPed — the riding position was about 1’ higher than normal. I got up, dusted myself off, found I couldn’t lower my left arm. Started walking back vaguely thinking maybe I should go to medical, then stopped, reached up with the other hand, and POPPED it back into place. Didn’t feel all that bad. But it hurt like hell for the rest of the week, and I can still feel some pain from the dislocation years later.