Vegas musings to kill both time and space. Perhaps even the time-space continuum.

Danny says that when I go to trade shows it's more of a vacation than a work trip. Somewhat true, somewhat untrue. People always talk about how the people in my industry are shady, self-absorbed, and fake, and for the most part it's true, but man...I don't know if I'm lucky or what but I have made some great friends and met some amazing people. I look forward to shows for that reason, getting to catch up and spend time with these people, these diamonds in the rough.

People always tend to surprise and fascinate me once they get talking. You find out that they started writing a book or they tutor homeless children on Tuesdays and Thursdays or that they have championship dogs.

I ate Mexican three out of the last four nights. I am slowly becoming a platter of chips and salsa.

Dancing is fun. Dancing in large groups of people is even more fun. Pretending that you're in a Beyonce video or in a go-go cage is even more fun than that. Dancing in 3-inch heels after countless vodka-sodas and a unneccessary shot of tequila is not the best idea in the world.

Everyone I've ever met from Portland I really, really, REALLY like. It must be something in the water there.

I had dinner with my old boss and her new boss...those blondes did wonders for my self-esteem. I think the biggest mistake I constantly make in life is selling myself short. We talked about my job and how I can't really see the forest for the trees...an analogy about an abusive relationship was made which was entirely too accurate. They gave me some great advice and pep-talking and it was a breath of fresh air, a relief, and a total inspiration.