Well we've got alot alot alot of hard work today
We gotta rock at the media center...
[Apologies to Jonathan Richman]
Okay, so we're at the show and for the next few days we'll be chattin' people up and photographin' and bringing you all of the automotive goodness that SEMA has to offer. Or at least the tip of the tip of the tip of the iceberg. Having said that, we have to make a confession: we don't really like Las Vegas. We don't gamble. We're not impressed by the glitz. Our lips get chapped. Cigarettes cost seven bucks a pack, and not smoking here is simply not an option. But we like the SEMA Show. It's why we tolerate this godforsaken place every year for a few days. But there was something off when we showed up this time around. We couldn't quite put our finger on the pulse. Sweet Peet D nails the sense of ennui we're feeling in today's Autoextremist rant. We turn it over to you, Peter...
SEMA Edges Toward Corporate Respectability - Is the Thrill Gone? [Autoextremist]