I'm writing from an Iphone mobile app. I hate Las Vegas yet I have to come here twice a year for industry trade-shows. This week is one of those "twice a year" times, though I have my schedule laid out strategically perfect (I hope) so that I can head back to Huntington early Wednesday. It's frickin' hot here, but I don't care, I just won't go outside.
I will have to decide if I'm going to throw down $30 for a gym pass tomorrow, we'll see.
Maybe for the next few days I'll micro blog random stuff because I'm sure there will plenty. In fact, when we walked in the hotel some dude with ugly neon board shorts suffering from an obvious steroid overdose was getting into the face of some old guy in the elevator lobby. And this is the MGM, not some flophouse downtown. I sometimes grieve for America.