I went. As always for a Bodog party Calvin made sure it was first class. Booze was flowing. Unbelievable sausage fest though, lots of girls walking around but they were all getting paid to do that. The ratio of men to women, even including the paid models, was probably 5 to 1. Music was too loud for most of us too, we were trying to do some networking and you often couldn't hear even if someone was yelling in your ear. Still was effective because the next morning at the conference the most commonly hear words were "sorry I am a little hungover".