A Stowaway Butter Knife, Rubber Chickens & How Dane Made Me Cry

Some things can only happen in Las Vegas. I just got back from the WPPI 2009 conference where I learned a ton of stuff, and had lots of fun. Even if I did skip the Pictage Studio 54 party.

I found a new way of taking notes.  Pictures are WAY easier than trying to write everything down.  Now why didn't I think of that in college?

Alison Stahl finally found a place to plug in her iPhone.

Carlos and Jeremy partied til all hours of the night, while Alison, Sharon & I had dinner and enjoyed a bit of wine, then turned in earlier than I ever thought possible in Vegas.  Midnight!  Can you imagine?!?

I got to hug the Kubota Action Hero.  Yummy!!!

The very first night we were there, I stuck a butter knife in my back pocket going through the buffet line after the Canon Welcome, promptly forgot about it, then discovered it later that night at the Finao (effin' awesome albums!) party.  Not wanting to seem too weird for taking a butter knife to a party, I put it in my purse, and there it stayed for the rest of the conference.  It came home with me, too.  I wonder what TSA thought....I found a little love note in my bag when I got home.  LOL!

There must of been a contest to see who could make Keri cry the most.  Dane Sanders and Amber Holritz were the winners.  Dane inspires me to keep being genuinely me, and Amber creates some of the most beautiful images of real life that I've ever seen.  Of course, then I went and offended Dane by saying he was a buddhist......let's just say that ketchup makes shoe leather taste pretty good.  But we made up, and I think I might even have a new friend.  Yay!

Tanja Lippert is a total Dork.  She's fun!  She's high-larious! She rocks!  And she encourages you to let your inner dork out--not that I need much encouragement. ; )  Her talk had a hula-hoop contest, a pink flamingo, a rubber chicken, and a lot of dancing mardi gras mask wearing people.  I did a chicken dance to win some swag.  Easily the most fun I've had at 8am!

I did cartwheels for swag, too.  Literally.  One can never have too much swag.  Yes, it's true.  I am a Swag Ho.

I am SO going back next year!