Thursday, July 8, 2010

Dice In The Mirror

If you will suffer me for a second, I would like to take a page out of Will Smith's book. It won't take long and it won't be too painful. If you're not a fan of Fresh Prince, just bear with because it's some pretty sweet news in the end. So, uh, ok:

"This is a story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside down.
  And I'd like to take a minute, just stay where you are.
  I'll tell you how I GET TO GO TO IPCPR."

So, in case you decided to skip that slightly parodic jaunt into 90s sitcom theme songs (probably for the sake of your mental stability), here's the crux of my little ditty (which was not about Jack and Diane):

I'm going to the IPCPR 2010 show. And I will be covering it on my blog.

Currently, I'm debating whether or not I want to cover it live and do reports at the end of the day, every day. This would involve bringing my laptop along which is only "laptop" in the sense that it, in theory, could be placed and operated in a lap without technically killing the user. It's a 17" Dell Inspiron that was built as a desktop replacement so it's rather heavy and awkward to bring places. Much like myself. It weighs about 10 lbs and it's rather ungainly so getting it to New Orleans in one piece without killing several people with it or having to buy it an extra seat on the plane will be a challenge. But, if I do decide to do it, you will be rewarded with sweet, sweet live coverage (as best I can, damn it, I'm footin' the bill here) every night that I'm there.

Also, I will (hopefully) bringing my photographer, which is good. One of the things that I love doing is checking out the photos of the IPCPR. Since I couldn't go, I would leisurely browse the photo banks and dreaming. However, it is damn hard to find IPCPR pictures, so I will make sure as shit to get a lot of them and post them in an easy to find Photobucket album.

As for how this fortuitous chance happened, I simply bow my head gracefully in Marvin Samel's direction and pray that, in exchange, he doesn't have me do his taxes or something. So yes, technically, I will be there under the Drew Estate docket. But fear not! I shall remain as impartial as possible. Even though the Ligas are so damn good. So damn good! Not fair at all.

Yup. I'm IPCPR bound. If you have any suggestions of what to check out, who to talk to, what to see in New Orleans (never been to the Big Easy even though I'm Big and like to take it Easy), or anything else, just drop me a line on my email (check the Contact tab) or post it in the comments below. And maybe I'll see you there. Just look for the short fat kid with the shellshocked look on his face. If I start giggling like an idiot, either smack me or get me a rag soaked in bourbon. Your choice.

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