We stayed at the luxurious Tropicana Resort. You can tell that they're really on point with the up-keep at this place.
The view was decent. Looks kinda like a painting or a postcard photo.
We were given 44 cases of Monster to give away at the show. For some reason it took two bellhops to bring it to the room and they aren't shy at all about asking for tips. We gave them a case to replenish their energy.
Nam, testing out the intern's bed for the week.
Stopped in to eat at Panda Express and there was a dead person in the corner. There was also a midget there and some guy who told us his fortune cookie said to drop dead.
Home Depot. Self checkout sucks.
Nima, diggin in our boxes and breakin our coathangers.
Jack Skellington, Jack Sparrow, Jack The Ripper, Chainsaw Jack, or whatever you know him as, posing with some girl with a painted on shirt. Yeah, there's some classy marketing goin' on at the show.
Ben Rice and Dennis from Bataleon. We had a power dinner with some power players and ran up a hefty bill. Thanks Transworld.
Yeah, this guy was serious with that hair.
Josh. All business.
Free sneakers from 686/New Balance.
Alex is down.
So is Brandon. He's a sneakerhead.
Limo ride. Yeah, we're ballers. The intern is eyeing the booze.
Trish the Dish. I heard she had dinner with Carrot-Top and Gene Simmons at Mr. Lucky's that night.
Transworld Awards. Dennis looks a little suspect.
Couple of scallywags. Big Mountain Mike got real loose and lost his voice.
Volcom, pretending they got kicked out of the show.
Damage Inc. A pretty legit Metallica cover band. They look like middle-aged burnouts, but they sound like the real deal.
Yeah, they had a railjam there. Conveyor belt drop-ins are so next level (sarcasm intended).
Nam, stackin' chips. He got cleaned-out right after this was taken.
Nam Tran, Anthony "Jesus Christo" Manfredi, and Pat Estrella.
Circle Bar. Every night ends up here.
Leaving Las Vegas. So Happy.
-Dan
