Why Have I not seen this at any Photo Press Parties?

According to this article in ExhibitorOnline, Mashed Potato Martinis are hot, hot, hot, and hot!

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Can I have a sidecar of potato vodka with a splash of beef gravy?

Now, Fake Dan has been to more photo and tech press events, cocktail shindigs, cocktail parties, and junkets than you can shake a toothpick at, but I’ve never seen a Mashed Potato Martini bar before now.

Tomorrow is a visionquest sort of day for Fake Dan. I shall attempt to find the perfect mashed potato martini before the sun sets on the fair isle of Manhattan.

Be forewarned, I may get sidetracked.

Give me that Filet O’ Fish

There’s only so much sushi you can eat in a week. Sometimes I’ll mix it up and have a yummy fishburger instead.

I think Bono may be playing the 8-bit keyboard for this commercial. I hope so.

Fish, raw or cooked, is brain food. That’s how I can write for two sites at once! Give me that Fish!

Tenth from Left, on Mouseover, is my backup plan

The media is in freefall. It’s scary times. Everyone in the media needs a fail-safe backup plan.

Lots of sushi is key to keeping DANcer-fit.

Should the tech writing carpet fall out from under me, I’ve always got the hardwoods of the Garden beneath my dancin’ shoes. Do you have a backup plan as great as me?

Do you have a backup plan as cool as mine?

And listen up: Nair is miraculous!

Got this stuck in my head, even though I’m leaving Las Vegas

You’d think after my tweet on the way to the airport, I’d be caterwauling my own version of Sheryl Crowe’s triumphant tune.

But nope, I’m such a huge U2 fan that I’ve got this version of One stuck in my head as I listen to my special edition U2 iPod and plink quarter after quarter into an airport slot machine while waiting for my flight home. Bono really let himself go, though, hasn’t he? Hopefully he’ll use some money from this horribly capitalistic appearance to make the world a better place, somehow.

U2 Rocks!

Hope the inflight meal is sushi!

Like TLC, I ain’t too proud to beg

If I need it in the morning or the middle of the night-

-I ain’t too proud to beg.

Whining about buses and tweeting about food

I wanted a window seat, but I got stuck on the aisle. But it’s better than being stuck at a taxi stand or taking that dumbass monorail.

Today I will blog profoundly.

Tonight I will tweet incessantly about the quality of the food at a banquet. I hope there is sushi.

I’m looking good in a purple and white striped shirt and gray striped suit.

Look at me go! Dr. Teeth ain’t got nothing on Dan Havlik!

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Today I’m talking about something bad/©-infringing/techy/neat-o/inspiring that happened somewhere in or around the New York Photo industry or something blah blah blah blah blah. Sushi. Hockey. Rah! FTW!