Flew to Lost Wages early Sunday morn, a bit unstrung by an inner ear infection that I just barely got meds for hours before I flew--thanks to Vonne.

Jammed NWA to Minneapolis and then another to Las Vegas, then stretch limo to Mirage, which is one huge complex of hotel wings, casinos, bars, restaurants and theaters.

Get to my room around 2pm, work brief, and then check in with Heavy Duty Machine Association conference team regarding the Danny Gans (he does imitations) Theater at the Mirage. That's where l'll speak on a high stage bookended by giant screens.

Then back to watch Packers lose, then dinner with board of HDMA, then a brief visit to the minibar and downstairs to catch the Cirque de Soleil show on the Beatles called "Love."

One huge WOW there. Sat a few rows behind Billy Crystal.

Then I crashed (0230 my time), got up and did the AV check and then spoke from 0845 to 0945, followed by about 10 Q&A. Maybe 300-325 in theater. Very lavish and nice sound system (go figure).

Then I de-suit, catch return limo to ever-crowded airport and I'm leaving Las Vegas.

No lost wages for me, but sadness over Pack. Still, I've been telling people all year that I thought this year's team was like the 1994 Pack (lost NFC to Big D) rather than SB champs 1995 Pack, so I wish the G-Men well and hope McCarthy adequately dissects his horrible game plan.