I officially have (and paid for) hotel reservations next weekend for NME, Friday and Saturday night. I’ll be at the Sahara right down the street from the Convention Center. Most people are at the Hilton, but at (currently) $76 a night, mine is a better deal, and it’s on the monorail thingy so I don’t have to walk. Some other people I know are planning on the Circus Circus but I’m not so good with the walking.

I sure could use a roommate. Not like that. I sure could use someone to share the expense of the room, not the bed. I requested two doubles so they’d get their own side of the room, not the bed.

Geesh people. It ain’t all about the sex. Sometimes it’s about the money.

The plan is to meet my ride at the crack of dawn Friday and go up with him. This should be interesting. I’m pretty sure I make this guy nervous as hell, and I dunno why. Or maybe he just appears uncomfortable around everyone. Or it could be me. And no, I’ve never aimed my considerable charm in his direction. Maybe once he figures out I’m not really a piranha he won’t be so uptight. It’s a long drive.

I already bought the tickets for the Coverville 500. This starts at 7 Friday night. I need to find someone to hang with for that.

Can’t wait to see my friends!

And two weeks after that is Dragon*Con! Sweet!