In My Write Mind
"BLOGS FROM THE BEACH"--DAY ONE, SUNDAY 3PM
It's soooo good to be back. It feels like it's just like I left it last year. Like seriously, nothing has changed. Same hot weather. Same gorgeous hotel. Same thankless job. (And yes, I love it.) Back on Miami Beach for this year's BEEP conference, held at the splendiferous Eden Roc Resort & Spa (seriously, if you're EVER on Miami Beach, you need to check this place out).
Flew in on Delta Song--home of the personal TVs--once again. On a Sunday. Which really sucks if you're a BET fan because there's no videos playing on Sunday with which to annoy your fellow passengers. I mean, who really gets annoyed seeing Yolanda Adams sing about shelter and grace? LOL And not much else to choose from, for that matter. There were back-to-back E! True Hollywood Stories, the making of a mean meatloaf on The Food Network, and infomercials galore.
I know what you're thinking. But Will, what about the infamous Game Show Network where The Match Game featured drunken revelry that you gushed on and on about last year? Well, I have sad news to report, my friends. GSN is no longer on the Delta Song menu. Bit the dust in favor of BBC America. Sigh. Not that there's anything wrong with our British brothers getting some love on this side of the Atlantic. I'm just saying, though...NOTHING beats Charles Nelson Reilly showing off a man-purse on TV while nursing a vodka tonic. Nothing!
So the plane ride was uneventful, except for...IT'S NBA FINALS WEEK ON ESPN CLASSIC!!! Woo hooo! Yesterday, I got to see Knicks vs. Rockets, Game 6 from 1994 (I was hoping they showed Game 4, the infamous OJ and AC Bronco on the freeway game, but nope). That's the game where the Knicks were one shot away from winning it all and Hakeem Olajuwon came out and tipped John Starks' last second three-point attempt. Can't say I was thrilled about watching the Knicks lose again...which leads me to ask why people would want to watch old sports events where they already know the negative outcome? Hell, sometimes I TiVo a game or fight and, if I hear who won, I just can't bring myself to watch it. It will sit in the coffer until it automatically deletes itself. Sad, but true.
Got to the Eden Roc around 11:30am, a little early for check-in but, I figured, these are my peoples. I come here every year for this conference. They.know.me. So I swagger on up to the counter (learned my swagger from Panama...just ask him) and tell them who I am and what organization I'm with. Hit them with my Marriott Rewards number and waited for the magic to happen.
*Ahem* Yeah. They knew me, alright. They KNEW that I would have to wait TWO HOURS TO GET A ROOM. They KNEW that I wasn't on the master account listing and they KNEW that I would have to pay for my room with my credit card or else be escorted off of the premises.
I'ma let that sink in for a minute.
Yeah. So I KNEW what I had to do. What any other self-respecting brother would do in said situation. I punked out and paid for my room and waited the two hours for them to prepare it for me. They didn't know who they were messing with. AND I got my Marriott points. WHATTTT!!!!!
So as you can see, this trip to Miami Beach is off to a great start. How can you beat the sun, the sand, the surf and the sucker that is Will Dawson?!?!? Tell me...how?!?!? And over the next week, I will regale you with tales of greatness that will let you know just how much on the "come up" I am. Oh, yeah, and stories about the conference, too.
Stay tuned...you won't wanna miss this. Like I missed the Game Show Network. Sigh.
Ahhhh...Miami. How I missed thee.
scribbled by Will at 6/12/2005 02:56:00 PM
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