How are you preparing for the GT Four-Year Anniversary?

I plan to;

(a) get drunk and simultaneously log onto the GT chatroom and eBay for a night of expensive, ghostly fun. (Did I really buy three-dozen trifield meters and offer to give a foot massage to the entire GT team?);
(b) get so drunk that I actually forget to log onto the GT chatroom at all;
(c) hope that the bottle of LSD-laced tequila I sent a week ago to the GT P.O. Box will cause the GT team to wig out live during the anniversary broadcast;
(d) hope that George Meek will phone in during the broadcast (from across the veil?) to heckle the GT team;
(e) hope that Bigfoot will phone in during the broadcast (from a forest-ranger's watch tower?) to heckle the GT team;
(f) hope that alien Greys will phone in during the broadcast (from the far side of the sun?) to heckle the GT team;
(g) hope that alien Greys will physically visit during the broadcast to probe the GT team (and that the GT webcam is up and running);
(h) hope that Uri Geller will phone in (from his luxurious mansion in Britain) to bend all the GT team’s cutlery, in mid-mouthful;
(i) dance naked around a burning inverted cross in my basement whilst calling upon the powers of darkness to produce a scientifically-verifiable (if locally-catastrophic) paranormal event during the broadcast that augers a new age in the history of human civilisation, wherein the powers of scientific enquiry are at last dovetailed with the mysteries of the paranormal, leading to an unprecedented outpouring of higher-level consciousness worldwide, and much celebration amongst thousands of Parisian fashion models who insist upon celebrating the new Aquarian age by deeply pleasuring all the disreputable GT-subscribed ghosthunting geeks in countless hottubs and steamrooms across the nation;
(j) do all of the above.