The first day of the show went as expected. Lots of people, but relatively light on the sales. It’s an overwhelming venue. You could probably fit about ten football fields inside and every vendor is trying to out do the next. On a positive note, I put $40 on 10 on the Roulette wheel before heading off to the airport and actually hit it for a $1400 win.

Marquette wins big.

I guess I owe Sonia a trip to Christian Louboutin

Morning schedule: Bet with my heart and took Marquette giving 6 1/2 points against Cincy. My brain would never make that bet. Once I finish my Bloody Mary and Eggs Benedict, I’ll go try to watch the game without throwing up.

First meal in Vegas is at Jose Andres’, Chinese/Mexican restaurant, Chino Poblano.

I left the confines of my office and walked a couple miles to the bike store and found this. We got to know each other on the ride home and have agreed to see each other regularly.

To my oldest nephew, Dylan.

Shot with a .45 and a nine millimeter.

Shotgun. Turns out I’m a natural at both.

Eating BBQ ribs with Marshmallow mashed potatoes while watching the Superbowl. Oh, and I have a G on the Giants. Blood Pressure be damned.

My niece Anna learned how to fly.

I made it nearly 39 years without having to go to a dance show, but all streaks must come to an end. That said, this was a happy ending as it involved my sister, Rosie. She was is a star.

Rosie

After a lifetime avoiding doctors, I finally decided it was time to make a commitment. My new doc’s name is Gevorkian, not to be confused with the guy pictured.

Lunch with Brit.

LA Fashion Insider, Inc sprang for a couple of First Class tickets back home…. And it was nothing like the above.

Last night in Dallas for Sonia and me. We’ll leave our girls to finish up the weekend. Unless buyers dry up, this show should beat our previous high but fall short of my expectations.

Integrating the girls into the Texan culture.

Pizza with protein.

Happy 6th Birthday to my niece and nephew!

Central time.

Not a whole lot of traffic thus far, but our regulars are keeping us busy.

Pre show fuel. Hurricanes and floods sweeping through Texas and Louisiana. My optimism is waning.

Flying over Barringer Crater on our way to Dallas.

The next door hoarders have left the building. After 15 years of renting the place they have all moved out. Great timing by us I guess. The owner of the house, who turns out is a real estate agent, called to apologize for the condition of the house and promised to remodel. He even asked Sonia what color she would like the house painted.

#39 in Progress. We added a few states since the last update and are now sold in 460 boutiques.

Sad that this is my first new movie of the year, but it was pretty good.

Just not moving in the right direction.

Brittany experienced her first high school cross-town rivalry game. The game was physical from the start and unfortunately resulted in a brawl between their best player and one of ours. Brit’s team beat Burbank 2-0, but will now be without Brit’s club teammate for two games because of the fight.

I should be on day three of the detox cleanse, but this feels so much better. The dinner at Wolfgang Puck’s WP24 was good, but the Clippers win over the Mavs was great.

So, I started a 10 day detox plan created by a company called sunfare. It consists of a couple of “medical” shakes and about 1000 calories of meals/snacks a day. Each day they deliver a cooler to the porch by 6am.

I began Monday morning by skipping my cup of coffee and drinking a quart of organic sludge on my drive to work. It was pasty, but manageable. At around 9am, I had one Asian chicken lettuce cup. It tasted like rabbit food. I then canceled my pre Clipper game brunch with Dad because that would just be torture. At 11:30am I forced down a cold piece of Salmon and pineapple before heading off to the game. I just kept telling myself, nothing tastes better than skinny.

Once at the game I tried to ignore the hot dogs and beer. Luckily, the Clippers are pretty entertaining, so no big deal. At halftime I ordered a bottle of water (a first!) and settled in for the rest of the game. It was around the fourth quarter mark that I started to feel a bit off. The Clippers blew a big lead and were soon tied, but I knew I was nauseous for another reason. I fought off the urge to puke on heads of the grandfather and grandson sitting in front of us for the rest of the game and gave my Dad a quick hug and took off for the exits (no way was I puking in a Staples Center bathroom).

I tried to walk as quickly as possible to the restaurants across the street without losing my lunch. I settled on the Rockin’ Fish and Seafood restaurant because I already knew where the bathroom was and couldn’t spare any time. I literally plugged my nose when entering and made a beeline for the bathroom and found the one and only stall empty. A true miracle considering the game just finished.

I hung up my sports coat, kneeled down and made my sacrifice to the porcelain God. The sheer volume and violence of the transaction quickly brought me back to college. Which now reminds me that Marquette beat Louisville, so I’m still marking the day down as a good one. Anyway, back to my knees. The jerking motion caused my sunglasses to fall into the pot which actually made me chuckle because that’s exactly how I’d write the scene. Unfortunately, they were just expensive enough that I had to fish them out with my hand. Ten minutes later, face drenched with sweat, I was ready to call it a day.

I bought a bottle of water and drove home. The minute I opened the front door of my house I realized I wasn’t done. I hurried into the bathroom an emptied my stomach of the water I had just drank. Although I had nothing else to give, the convulsions lasted for another five or six times. Confident I had given everything I could, I shuffled off to the den and passed out on the couch.

Later that evening, I canceled my 10 day cleanse. But on the bright side, I lost one pound.

Enjoyed an extended lunch break by watching the Clippers win another one with my Dad.

Our first overcast day in awhile came at the perfect time. It allowed for a breakfast burrito, football, work, football, sloppy joes, and finally, The Golden Globes.

We had a photoshoot yesterday, so my weekend is pretty much booked with editing.

We made the above piece. It cost us about $6.00 to make. We charged our client $12.30. Our client sold it for about $40 wholesale. We walked into Free People (a very popular “higher end” boutique) and found it on display for $148.

My first attempt at creating a cinemagraph.

Almost done with wall number one.

Employee #10 starts on Monday.

Enjoyed lunch at Mario Batali’s, Pizzeria Mozza. Perfecto.

The Hollywood Sign hike. Five miles round trip. 70 degrees and Hazy.

Burbank from the top of the Hollywood Hills.

For the healthiest lifestyle, they say to eat like a king for breakfast, a prince for lunch, and a peasant for dinner. The last part is the hard part.

So, my memory was a little hazy, but there was definitely a letter taped to the door (thanks Mom!). This is said letter my Dad taped to the door on that big day.