just for Diane

Diane, you had once asked in the comments section about Rocky Mountain Blogger Bash's; what they are, who goes, etc. I did not ignore you, I just couldn't quite find the words to describe them to you. You see, I wanted it to be perfect. I wanted my desciption to you to contain the proper proportions of both shock and awe. I struggled with the perfect description of the awkward, self-promoting, waiting-for-the-booze-to-kick-in early hours of the bash, the Doesn't-Stephen-look-dashing-in-that-turtleneck middle hours, and the fabled-topless-pictures-in-the-loo wee hours of the night.

So thank god Jeff thought to bring a video camera.