Alright Stop, Collaborate and Listen...

So a few weeks ago I went to The Canyons in Utah for the Giant 2009 model preview/dealer pep rally. Needless to say the weather was amazing (90 degrees, 20% humidity), the scenery was beautiful, and an excellent time was had. I got to ride mountain bike trails at 7000 feet, it's very interesting when your legs are not burning, but you can barely breath. I saw some of Giant's best work to date. And I met the super nice folks behind Giant Bicycles. I also had the opportunity to talk with the co-founder of Giant Bicycles, Tony Lo. He was not only very approachable, but also very humble and down to earth. It was quite amazing, seeing that he runs a $1 Billion bicycle company! But I would have to say the highlight of my trip was on the return flight home. It's 7:30am, I'm boarding my plane and in front of me is someone that looks very familiar. It's eating me up trying to figure it out. Then I'm given a clue in the form of a small ankle tattoo... V.I.P. Yep, Yep, Vanilla-friggin-Ice. So the whole flight back I was thinking, if he's around when we land, I gotta snap a pic. So I got off the plane as quick as possible, which seems impossible, looked around, no VIP. Damn, like sand slipping through my fingers. So I find the gate for my connection and proceed to walk across the terminal. Wait, there he is again. So like a 13-year old crazed N-Sync fan I jetted across the way and said what's up. Surprisingly enough he was a pretty cool guy and allowed me to snap a blurry pic (this was due to my hand shaking uncontrollably). I was on a roll, but it was time to go solo. Wait, where's my 5.0 with the rag top down so my hair can blow...