Zona

Once upon a time there was a group of of people at an airport who got a "heads up" from their magical wizards that none other than the roving minstrel show known as the Rolling Stones would be coming through.

There was much rejoicing and bringing of the cameras and all were happy.

Then word came that the wizards were mistaken. Alas it was only a group of brave pilots going in an empty airship to pick up said group in the land of New York and carry them off to the kingdom of Ottawa.

All smiles were gone and the dancing and prancing ceased.

One of the once happy crowd was heard to say. "we don't even know where Mick freaking Jagger is and we're supposed to find roving bands of Persians and philistines with intent to cause us great harm?"