Leaving Las Vegas ...
Well, the Vegas trip was pretty much of a bust. It was OK from the business side. Saw a few interesting products. Had a few interesting conversations. But I didn't gamble, so I didn't win anything (or lose anything, for that matter.) The most exciting thing that happened was an elevator ride -- make that two elevator rides -- with Mrs. Universe contestants. Mrs. Zimbabwe on Monday. Mrs. Peru on Tuesday. How did I know? There were wearing their sashes. Kinda hard to miss ...
And then there was that dinner conversation with a bunch of newspaper operations guys. Tales of massive ink spills. Pressroom fires. Grippers. Sorters. And Stackers. Yup ...
Posted by Bob Benz at June 20, 2003 5:19 PM
Comments. . .
You know I don't go anywhere without my Mr. Knoxville sash.
Posted by: Benz at June 23, 2003 7:57 PMYou at least warrant a state title, Bob: Mr. Tennessee.
Posted by: Leanne at June 24, 2003 6:59 PM
were you wearing your "mister knoxville" sash?
Posted by: jo at June 23, 2003 2:42 PM