
I now aspire to be a Pussycat Doll. The real deal, NOT the band.

I also wouldn't mind being a flair bartender.
Fitting 6 people into a Jeep Wrangler is NOT a good idea.
Pictures and friends help you remember what happened the night before.

Taking pictures is more fun with a singing cowboy.
Getting yelled at the not-really-Blackjack table is a little demotivating.
Getting to play more than two hands at a real Blackjack table
is motivating.
No cockblocking allowed in Vegas!
It pays to be pretty.
Do NOT give your number to creepy cabbies.
But
do take recommendations on the best places to go.
Who needs sleep?
Can't go anywhere without a little beer pong.

Plan for a day of recovering.
Nothing stays in Vegas as long as it's on camera.
For someone who used to have no interest in ever going to Vegas, I can't wait to go back.
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