Got up early Friday morning because the girls wanted it to be their dress up day, they did their hair and built outfits centered around tank tops that Adam had painted with pictures of them in science fiction gear. It took long enough that the same videos started to replay on VH1 but this is really more of a criticism of VH1’s programming. We handed them the majority of our business cards because they do a much better job promoting us than we do and called a cab.

Cab driver decided to let us off in the middle of the street and let us deal with the subsequent traffic. Inside the convention hall we split, Adam and I had the majority of our meetings on Friday, so we went off to do that, and Hillary and Olivia disappeared into the crowds.

Adam and I shamelessly abused a few connections to get our feet in new doors, and managed to lighten our bags by a few pounds handing out our leave behind pitches with several companies we hadn’t spoken to before.

When we caught back up with Olivia and Hillary later in the day they had somehow given out our cards to Gene Simmons, and by then Adam and I were toying with the notion of letting them pitch our books instead of us.

Most of the day burned by, we grabbed some dinner, and a couple more cab’s rides with drivers who preferred to travel and unreasonably high rates of speed and then made our way to 4th and B for the Tim and Eric Awesome Show Great Job tour. In line we met a guy who seemed pretty decent, however once he got inside and got some drinks in him he turned into the worst guy- screaming random insults at the stage, trying to start a circle pit during DJ Doug pound, and just all around doing his best to ruin the evening for everyone in the venue

After the show we grabbed some Mexican food and found that we were far too tired for the second show at 4th and B that night- The Mighty Boosh. We tried our hands at ticket scalping, and found that we were no damn good at it and then flagged down the single angriest cab driver in the world. He screamed at pedicabs, honked his horn constantly and got physically upset when we attempted to pay with a 20 dollar bill.

We managed not to get beaten to death by a cab driver and retired to our room at Hotel Hellmouth for the night. After a brief squabble with a very large and colorful variety of local insect the room was secured and we drifted off to sleep.