Soo, Vegas was epic, as always. I think I'm in love with the Santa Cruz Nomad..mm.. Also, the new Norco Fluid SE rides beautifully. The Stinky Pinky as I mentioned before, just freakin awesome to see. They lowered the price by a good 800 smackeroos, so it hurts marginally less to fork over that $5000. The bike industry is just loving breast cancer awareness, and tons of companies are jumping on the band wagon to support, and gain props for themselves. I scored some pink Scott grips, and pink Jagwire shift cables and housing for my bike.

   Did anyone know that JellyBelly is making energy jelly beans? It's freakin crazy! They call them sport beans, and basically, they're bigger JellyBellys, in a tiny little package. They taste pretty good, but I can't really say if they gave me energy or not.

   NWD 7 premiere was fantastic. Nothing beats a pool party at the Palms with oodles of drunk bikers, and Sweatshop Union throwin down the beats. Luckily, it wasn't until after we left the Palms that I got thrown into a pool fully clothed. $10 for a redbull and vodka made me and the boys want to take off shortly after the video concluded, and we headed to the Hard Rock to party with the Canadians.. More drinking there, paired with losing money on the slots, and running into Mitch again, whom I love/hate for giving me a ridiculous nickname only 10 minutes after we met. Am I ever going to live down DJ Jazzy Jocelyn? Probably not..thanks again..and you owe me a Roam hat. After the Hard Rock, it was back to our hotel, a cute little resort just off the Strip, right behind the Imperial Palace and the Venetian. Devon and Kyle figured this was a good time to hit up the pool at hot tub. It was about 2am at this point. I decided swimming was a no for me, but I'd go hang out with them down by the pool because they wouldn't let up about it. So I sit down, and not even 5 minutes later, both guys run up on either side of me, and throw me, and my deck chair in the pool. I spent a good 30 seconds being upset about being in a pool in my clothes, and then we just laughed and hung out in there for a good two hours. I'm sorry to the people that had rooms close to the pool, that was us making all the noise.

   Obviously, I didn't take out the camera nearly as much as I should've. But I assure you, it was because I was too busy having a good time, and walking for what seemed like 50 miles around the damn Sands Expo.. All in all, it was a good trip. We took the guys that hadn't been to Vegas before down to Freemont St, where the hideously drunk people were actually more entertaining than the light show. Also, the hardcore god worshippers telling us that he's angry with us and we're sinners for drinking, gambling and cursing were quite amusing. I didn't win any money, but I came away with two sweet sets of CrankBros pedals for dirt cheap, and drank lots of free beer, so life is good.