

For some reason, I took this competition very seriously. Every day after work I would go straight home to work on my coloring project. First, I took a bunch of porous watercolor paper and splattered each sheet with a different color of paint, making sure that the brush strokes were visible. Then I cut the colored pages into tiny mosaics and glued them into place on the coloring sheet. I added some gold leaf flecks, waited for

The prize was a 3 day, all expenses paid trip to San Francisco to see the Hags play at the Fillmore. I brought along my good friend, Kim, who also was with me when I met Bono a few years earlier.
Kim and I had a great time in San Francisco. We rode the cable cars, explored Chinatown, and met lots of really nice, friendly people. On our last night, we went to the Fillmore to see the Sea Hags. After the show, the Chrysalis rep brought us backstage to meet the band. The boys were very sweet, and they even told us that we were pretty. We didn't end up "hanging with the Hags," though; we were too scared.