Ah, AVN 2007.
In a town like Vegas one would think that Internet access would be as available as pumped-in oxygen, slots and free booze, but the truth is it's not (or maybe it is, but only for a price, and then even at said price it can still be pretty damn slow). And therefore what may be perceived as neglect this past week, is actually nothing of the sort. Instead one should know that I've thought often of this space, and of what I would like to have said in this forum, only to learn that the one thing more difficult than finding a clock in Vegas,is getting, and staying, connected to the Internet.
So instead, I worked the room and met with old and new friends. I did this a lot. Night after night for the last three nights. Connecting with the movers and shakers of the porn industry, the Internet and the adult toy world. And I moved. I shook. I even sang karaoke (Warrant's Cherry Pie in case you needed to know).
And now, I am ready to head home. To process what I have learned. To test out lubes and products for my book (the one I'm writing that's coming out in October). And to get back to reality. Because, right now, I am so far out of reality, which I suppose is the way it is at a porn convention in Vegas. I promise to fill you in. To provide links. To describe the smells and sights of the AEE (adult entertainment expo). But not right now, because right now I have to go catch a plane.
Posted by jamye at January 12, 2007 09:24 PM