That’s all you have to search on Twitter to find a whole lot of fun and good times this weekend. I was there, like I’ve been every December since 2005 (jeez, really? It’s been that long?).

There are some trip reports coming, but I wanted to touch on a few of the coolest moments quickly.

Thursday nights are always great – raging at the Geisha Bar with everybody is a blast, having Dave Schwartz (Roll the Bones) come hang out with me & Special K was extra-cool.

Chopping a tourney for first is always great – chopping it 20 ways is a great story, too. Then finishing the night with Steel Panther is the best idea EVER.

Finding myself drunk at the Geisha Bar and having good conversation with Iggy, Carter and CaityCaity until almost dawn was one of those moderately quiet, but ultimately cool moments.

Hanging out downtown with Suzy and the look on her face at the Fremont Street light show was worth the plane fare all by itself.

There will be more to come, I promise. Hanging out with dozens of my best friends reminded why I started writing a blog in the first place, and now it’s time to get back to actually writing a blog.

BTW – Friday is about the last day I can guarantee shipping by Christmas, so if you’re gonna order a book, do it now! Click the button, I dare you! Any book that’s Chilly-approved oughta be good enough for you, too.

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4 thoughts on “#wpbt

  1. Just added $$ to my PayPal acct. Says it will take 3-5 business days. S’okay, cause we’re Jewish and Chanukah is already upon us.

    As I boarded the plane I realized I forgot to get an autographed copy while were were in Vegas. I guess I just assumed it would be my prize for busting you out. 🙂


  2. Edit: While waiting 20 minutes to talk to someone at PayPal, they disconnected me. I may have accidentally thrown my phone through the wall.

    May be a little longer until I can get $$ into the PayPal acct.


  3. Getting a chance to sit at the bar (while we both wore blinking bunny ears, mind you) and shoot the shit and pound some beers with you was superb.

    Waiting patiently for next year.

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