Kylee Wall's Not-So-Secret NAB 2013 Diary

Creative COW by Kylee Wall

I'm not sure how many times you have to go to NAB before the old(er) people stop pinching your cheeks, but it turns out two isn't the number of times. Not that it bothers me in the least because I'll be the first to tell you I know nothing. I really don't. There are a lot of ways to experience an event of this magnitude, and in many ways this year was just like number one all over again. This was the first year I had an exhibitor badge, and the first year I had a press badge. These both unlock whole new sections of NAB, like leveling up in an awesome video game. know..some of this stuff seems sacred. Like maybe not just anyone should know about it. Just the few thousand people each year that exhibit and/or cover the show. So forgive me, but I've kept the gritty details to myself, between me and the pages of my private diary.

It'd be an awful shame if those pages ever got out and plastered all over the Internet...

Saturday, April 6th - 8 AM EST

Dear Diary,

Next time I go to NAB, for the love of god, remind me to start packing earlier. I can't believe I have to spend 4 hours in Texas with less sleep than that.

XOXO - me

Saturday, April 6th - 11:30 PM PST

Dear Diary

The flight was lovely. Thanks for asking. Did you know there's a buffet in Caesar's where you can get unlimited piles of crab legs? It's perverse.

Another thing that's perverse is how often it's discussed that my room at the Riviera last year smelled like balls. And it's rarely ever ME that brings it up. This time, it was our (meaning me and my husband) good friend and fellow hotel-dweller Ben Barden that made the observation over late drinks in the Tempo Bar. He said that he found it very funny that the origin of our friendship was a tweet about a smell. He tweeted back about his room's misgivings, we ended up meeting at Post Production World, and then we hung out the rest of the week. read more...

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