I’m headed for the land of bilking money, the land of Liberace (home of the world’s largest rhinestone!), the land of, well, ambivalence and flashing lights. I haven’t been since COMDEX 2000, when I wrote that last little bit on the city. This time it’s for not for work though– Bookdwarf’s best friend from high school is getting married. Let’s hope I manage to avoid that white wine spritzer that starts me down the Britney Spears-laden slippery slope to a Vegas marriage myself.
Secretly Ironic 