Ah, Las Vegas. The home of long taxi lines and those little guys handing out porn trading cards on the street corners. I’ve been coming here twice a year for the World Market Center’s furniture trade show, and it’s all become somewhat routine by now. I’m staying at the Monte Carlo for a week to help with the show and to check out some of the other exhibitors at the trade show.
We had a pretty small booth this year, so the set-up didn’t take very long. We’re showing a couple beds at the Pavilions at the World Market Center, but soon we’ll have our own showroom in building three, which is being constructed right now and will open next year. Temperatures are going to be over 100 degrees all week long, and they’re forecasting thunderstorms for the next couple of days, which is going to make it humid as well. So much for the “but it’s a dry heat” excuses.
I was too busy preparing for the show and making an emergency trip to Kinko’s to print some things to have much fun. I had to give Viv a call, of course. It’s funny how even the littlest things around here are making me miss her.