SEMA SHOW PICS- Day 1 - Cars, Nerf Cows, and a few lucky booth girls...
11-08-2002, 11:03 PM
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SEMA SHOW PICS- Day 1 - Cars, Nerf Cows, and a few lucky booth girls...
Weds, 8:30AM, we arive in Las Vegas via NATIONAL AIRLINES(more on that later) and promptly make a bee-line for the SEMA show where the chaos is in full swing. One of the first booths that catches my eye for some reason is the Katzkin seat cover booth, perhaps it was this girl hading out happy little cows wearing shades made out of a sort of Nerf material. I asked her what was with the cows, she said,"We kill them and make car seats for you to sit on out of them." Oh, I see, well I guess that makes sense then.
11-08-2002, 11:08 PM
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At the Wings West booth, I saw the single pillar spoiler they think we are going to run out and throw on our cars, the guy there next to it grabbed one side and wiggled it, it was flimsy. he shook his head, made some comment about not wanting to be behind it on the freeway at 70mph and walked off.
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11-08-2002, 11:33 PM
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Finally another 350Z, this one had the kaminari(which always make me hungry for calamari) front and rear lip, Im not hot on the front lip, but the rear lip looks ALOT better in person than it does in the pic, like the old 300ZXTT stock lip, nice
11-08-2002, 11:36 PM
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Dont say anything, but its that creepy guy they've been warning us about all day, just keep smiling and maybe he'll just take his picture and leave us alone...
11-08-2002, 11:39 PM
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After walking untold miles of convention floor isles, the show ends and they turn you out onto the streets of Vegas. I wonder if theres anything fun to do in this town after dark??
11-08-2002, 11:44 PM
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NOTHING is cheap in Vegas, and everybody and their mama have their palms to the sky waiting for you to put some bills in it for doing the most superfluous of tasks. whistling for a cab for you, opening a door for you, handing you a towel in the jon. Im soory, but thats where I draw the line, just something dirty feeling about paying some guy for anything in the jon. But you forget what money used to be worth in "The World", and you dont blink twice to plop down THIRTY dollars for a fruity drink the size of a bathtub that has some sort of smoke coming off it.