Were back and badder than ever.
And by bad, Im referring mostly to the smell.
The show was, for all intents and purposes, a resounding success.
We slapped hands with old friends as well as new, ate some tasty, tasty food, drank some drinks and waxed poetically about every single aspect of how damn cool bicycles are.
The final day of the show was a marathon 17 hour long day, and though we were happy to see the sun and bid a fond farewell to Las Vegas, El Corpo was provided to a 7 hour delay on his return flight and I was treated to a real live version of the saying "what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas", as technically my luggage happened in Vegas, and sure as shootin', my luggage stayed in Vegas.
More reports as the days get less hazy.
We do however want to give a most heatfelt thanks to everyone who came by and offered their congratulations on the return of the little company who could, and is again.
Just between you and me, I think were gonna be friends for a long time.
Comments
Rock out with your cock out!
It was great to see you and get a few minutes of talking face-to-face. I still say, you have to let me know when you get down south to the Sandy Eggo area so we can tie one (or two or three) on around here... there's a few spots of ill-repute that I can still get in to without a police escort.
The bikes and the clothes all looked sweet. As I said to the Boss Man himself- you guys are kicking ass and taking numbers!
Keep on with the keepin' on.
Posted by: Tim Jackson | September 30, 2007 06:27 AM