Living La Verde Loco

Thursday January 17, 2008 It's 1:00 a.m. in Park City, and we're just getting back from the biggest party of the night at Harry O's. I've made friends with a woman on the team who has been here for six years and knows everyone, which has me sitting in VIP sections, drinking Dom Perignon with bodyguards. Welcome to Sunset Strip in the snow! Really, what tonight was about was letting loose a bit. Our team is working hard and around the clock. Our vehicles are outfitted with sponsor magnets, thanks to Alayah, our swag mistress. The Veggie Lounge is swank and brimming with sponsor goodies, thanks to, well, me. And our director Josh has walked down the red carpet. Each of us seems to be having our own experience, a mix of work and socializing, educating and organizing. At the festival’s height this four-bedroom house will sleep, feed, and shower 35 people. There are laptops and monitors everywhere, including near the hot tub. But the best thing about this house so far is the chef, Jeff. He's an apron-clad rockstar. Every meal is perfect. 1:00 a.m. and the kitchen is full of delight. 1:00 a.m. and the transportation manager is still typing away. 1:00 a.m. and our premiere is only hours away. Ten years of Josh's passion, intensity, and labor, soon to meet the world from a city aglow on a wintery mountaintop. It feels so good to be out with my Fields of Fuel crewmates on such a crisp, cold night, all of us wearing some version of our biodiesel-branded wardrobe. You can't miss us—we're the ones wrapped in the green scarves, sipping champagne behind the velvet rope. ~Andrea J., Veggie Lounge hostess