I’m in the press corral at the Park City Marriott using one of the public Machines (thank you HP) minding the signs that limit my use to 15 minutes. Uh oh.

My laptop died over the weekend and I”m getting that creepy, crawly feeling knowing that, instead of building my MP3’s for KCPW throughout the day, I’m going to have to head back to Salt LakeCity and home to cut the spots overnight before heading up here at 6am the next morning. This, I believe, will get old pretty fast.

Everything else is going swimmingly. I have my Press Credentials complete with 6 year old head shot from a gig I had teaching children how to act. God, when did I get this fat?

More to come…