Our Vegas adventure is over. Been there done that while in the Nevada desert. Our party consisted of three marrieds and three singles of the male variety. We had two full days to kill and it went quite well I must admit. I had a splendid time indeed. Much of the time was spent observing, but not enough pictures… I took 6 total. Saw a few celebrities and was my usual smart-assed self. There’s some saying about what happens in Vegas stays there so I can’t giveaway too many details. The following remarks were overheard during our 56 hours.
- Your wife let you come to Vegas?
- Extra tickets? Extra tickets?
- You’re married?
- How about a blow job?
- Egan? How do you spell it?
- Are we really paying $300 for six dudes to get in a club?
- Do you moonlight there?
There’s so much to share, but I best hit the sack since I’m going on about 4.2 hours of sleep. Got up Sunday morning at the same time I went to bed Saturday morning: 5:00 am. Good thing I’m a nightowl and even better that our hotel room’s drapes block out lots of light… and match the carpet.