SIA VEGAS 2009: One Last Romp In Veg-Ass


I'm down in Vegas for one last hurrah. Annual shred tradeshow. Graphically "representin'" for the likes of Coal, Union and Snowboard mag. And a board series for Ride. And some other goodies.Little bit sad that this is the last one held in Vegas, but a whole lot glad that I get to be down here with my buddies, hanging out, working a little, sipping firewater and throwing away hard-earned loot.Next year, the thing travels to Denver, so, you know, the goddamned party is over, or something. I heard some suit in the cab line today saying, "Maybe these guys'll actually get some work done next year." Who knows.I flew down this afternoon, and sat next fellow Portlander Mike Leblanc. We caught up on all things Holden and Portland and talked about his brother who is building a house "off the grid" in upstate New York. Sounds pretty good to me. Big Mike. Helluva guy. Hey shredders, make sure yer next jacket is a Holden. There you go.I tried to get a room at the Luxor, then the Hard Rock, but the "just show up and get a room" rates were through the roof. All this, from my iPhone, walking from the gate to the baggage claim. So cool.So I opted for a dicey Motel 6 long block off the strip. I got in, locked the door, and got to work on the next pile of Union stuff. A mellow night. I worked, then caught a cab to meet some dudes at a place called the Golden Steer. Sat there for an hour, as someone forgot to call and tell me plans had changed. I grabbed a cab back to the Motel 6, and hit up In-n-Out burger on the way. So good.Here's to another kick-ass Vegas tradeshow deal.(+) Rose, you prick, you better make some time for us little guys.- - - -A LITTLE SOMETHING TO GET US IN THE SPIRIT OF "LOSING OUR ASSES": The Vintage Vegas Postcard Museum.