So, despite the strongest efforts of workshop chair Cassie Armstrong, the lobby bar closed early. Again.

Which means that all of us - after watching Ched Whitney of the Las Vegas Review Journal show the society what being from Vegas really means, by winning the Texas Hold 'Em tournament - were relegated to Champions, the subpar sports bar at the Marriott.

There may or may not have been buckets of beer ordered; there may or may not have been job offers extended to various and sundry journalists; but one thing is for certain:

Pizza Hut and minibar beer at 5 a.m. is never a good idea.