The fact that I’m posting this the day after the event is pretty typical of what happens over the course of CES. You start off blooming with energy, but by the time several days have rolled around, you end up wearing out. That’s what befell me on Friday, which was also a day when several scheduled events got cancelled, reworked or generally screwed over. It always happens.
The day started a bit later than has been the case so far, with my first scheduled event the keynote by Nokia CEO Olli-Pekka Kallasvuo at 9am at the Hilton Theater (translation: another monorail trip). Press were allowed early admission from 8am, but I figured I could show up at about 0840 and still get a seat. I was right.
Kallasvuo’s presentation was pretty good, though I’d have liked more technical information and it was disappointing that the announcement of a partnership with Sesame Workshop wasn’t the cue for a guest appearance by Oscar the Grouch. And it resulted in the first story of the day for APC:
After that, I headed back to the Imperial Palace to quickly collect a couple of parcels from Amazon that had been delivered the day before. Ordering stuff online is a sensible strategy if you’re going to be in a hotel for a week, though the $5 per parcel pickup fee the hotel charges has to be factored into any savings calculations. Then it was off to AquaKnox at the Venetian on foot, where Lenovo was demonstrating all its new stuff (and offering a free lunch into the bargain). That gave me the second story for the day:
Another Venetian Express took me back to the LVCC, where after some writing I headed to the Marriott to meet with Netgear and check out their stuff. Then I walked back to the Strip — not the most scenic approach, but I suspect turning around and waiting for a monorail wouldn’t have been much quicker.
The evening was devoted to a hasty dinner with the Sony Australia team and various other Aussie journos at David Burke, before we all went to see David Spade doing stand-up at the adjacent Venetian Showroom. I was looking forward to seeing Spade, who did an impressive job, though he did refer back to his cheat sheet perhaps a little more than might be deemed ideal. Extra points for the funniest ludicrous porn title I’ve heard in a while: Schindler’s Fist. But I was even more impressed by his support act Todd Glass. Anyone who can fashion a whole series of jokes from the ShamWow is fine by me.
After dinner we wandered over to XS at the Encore, but quickly decided that queuing for that long wasn’t worth it and settled for gelato at the Venetian instead. Even so, I was out until well past midnight, which is way too late for this 38-year old hack. At least I could sleep in the next day.
It was the weekend back home, so no new Lifehacker stories. On the other hand, I achieved a dominance in the APC news coverage that would never happen outside the confines of CES: