February 2007 is halfway through, and I couldn’t be happier for myriad reasons. The end of the month is spacebee’s birthday, and it’s Vegas Time. Also, it’s fuckin Wisconsin in February so, yeah, there you go. But mostly it’s because I’m criss-crossing (miggety mack’ll make ya) this country of ours like a futuristic hobo on the the modern boxcar: coach seats on United aircraft. It’s full of the same disheveled stinkpots you’d probably find on the long-haul from Hackensack to Hoboton, but with laptop computers and an even worse disposition.
So this week was Mountain View for Hacktavism RC1 (you tech-tards won’t understand or care, but it had to do with making whiz-bang software) and next week is Whale’s Vagina for the Intuit Tech Forum. Fuddruckus and Manders are shouldering the awesome responsibility of watching grace-o crawl/creep/boot-scoot-boogey all the way from San Heezy to San Deezy to kick it, Intuit-style, at a Coronado Resort. I’m still trying to organize a Sushi ExtravaDanza sometime next week. Fudd told me Sceizzer was down as well. That true, maddddddddddddddd?
So, it’s Sahn Dee-ah-goe next week, then back home for the Ultra-Rare (biggest screen in the Midwest!) GMC Wisconsin visit. Oh man, oh man, I’m so excited! I’m! So! Scared! Then it’s off to Las Vegas for food, folks, and fun. And by that I mean food (Sbarro food court), folks (mexican dudes throwing hooker trading cards at me), and fun (losing my shirt in craps). Oh mommmmmmmmmmmmmmm, can’t we stay the Hooters Hotel & Casino?
After that I’ll finally be back in Wisconsin for a week or so, and then it’s off to Florida for a week. Theoretically I should be taking pictures. In fact, I may or may not. We shall see. Here’s some pictures from the Hacktavism Thing-A-Ma-Jig.
Finally, oh my god, is that Vanilla Ice? Yes, my company hired him as a pitchman. Yes, he’s wearing a giant Uncle Sam hat. Yes, he raps about filing your taxes. Huzzah.