Oh yeah, they're gonna keep coming. Since my new Lumex camera is so sick, I took more photos than ever this year. I'm still going through 'em all, but here's some action from Day 2. Another nearly sleepless night was followed with a full day at the show, cruising around...saying whut up to the homies (like DJ Slipmat holdin' down the Skullcandy booth) and checking out all the new prodi.

The big party on night #2 was going down at the Hard Rock in The Joint to celebrate Bam's bachelor party. There were plenty of lovely ladies, Jackass dudes and shred bros running around the entire casino. Here are some of the highlights...

The Lib Tech banana squad in full effect.

Lucky and I stopped by the Airblaster booth and checked out out the colorful new line.

I dubbed this mini-aisle sandwiched between Grenade, 686 and 32 "Bro Row" cuz it was always packed with dougs. John Stouffer throws some horns.

Bjorn Leines and baby Leinies—simply adorable.

VZ had bubbles in their booth.

On the way out of the show, we stopped by Rum Jungle and had some food. Think they got enough booze....er?

Once we got back to The Hard Rock, it was up to Bam's penthouse suite for a little pregame party. The Hard Rock suite is sick—with a bowling lane, a pool table and a full bar inside. Most of the Jackass boys was there for Bam's new show, and the MTV camera crew was going crazy filming all the rowdy party action.

Danger Ehren and I had it out on the pool table. I let 'em him win; after all it's their show.

Surprisingly, Steve-O had clothes on.

Bam's such a rock star. I don't know how these guys hang with all these camera dudes constantly up in their grill. Not the life for me.

We got outta there and headed down to the 686/New Era party at the side bar before heading into The Joint. This place was poppin' like never before, mostly due to the open bar (with the proper wristband of course).

The Nikita girls out in force.

Gooner and Tessa lookin' fly.

They even had gold shirts. Very fresh.

Prosser was reunited with his favorite waterslide partner, Miss Autumn Lamay. Check out the new Kits and you'll see what I mean.

Somebody made these sunglasses that black out eyes perfectly in photos. So awesome. Mystery guy joined Concise, Cole Taylor and I for the demonstration.

Then it was on Bam's party in The Joint with a bunch of crappy rock bands that no one's ever heard of.

We even had a couple tables reserved in the VIP section upstairs for a little private cocktail party courtesy of Rockstar, Electric and DVS.

Electric TM Creepy Cyle and Romey from Planet Earth kicking back some cold ones.

Ranquet was chillin', and guess who else we found...none other than former SNOWBOARD writer and Jackass star Dave England (who apparently is too cool for us now). Whatever Deke, go get punched in the face by a doorbell or something.

Max and Nutz enjoying the show.

Finally I'd had enough of all the cool guy shit and headed downstairs to be with the people. Nikki Scoggins and Heather Pardieu were down there lookin' good.

About 1 AM they shut 'er down, so everyone flooded outside to catch a cab. I ran into Travis Parker and Amber Stackhouse chillin' in the taxi line for a second, just before Runke and the boys pulled up in a stretch SUV. The night was just gettin' started.

After many hours at the old school spot Olympic Gardens, we charted a big limo to take us home. Man, I wish every tradeshow was this much fun.

Eventually we made it back to the hotel, and I seen Jesse House giving 'er with a bottle of champange. Only in the Hard Rock I tell ya...