02 January 2003
"Pretty Babies"
New Years has proven itself once again and will remain my favorite holiday forever more. Vegas was dazzling, my friends were brilliant, and the drive was unending. But we arrived and got the party started. We headed to the strip, only to have the group cut in two. Me and Dave went one way and who the hell knows where Jen and Thomas went. We found our way to the poker table where Dave blew the geriatric ward out of their depends. We got funky ganster hats and hit the strip in time for the New Year to be rang in. Oh, and there were fireworks. After some more gamblin' and Vegas strippin', we headed to the MGM for a cab. The line was quite lengthy, but my feet had been spanked enough, so I was not gonna walk...esp. to Henderson! We heard a call for "MARRIOTT", got on the shuttle no questions asked, and somehow ended up at the airport. A cab came to the rescue and we finally arrived back to the room with the 4 AM hour at hand. Jen and Thomas arrived shortly after.
Wednesday morning, we decided to get some food and head outta town. Vegas had chewed us up and spit us out! We had a fabulous lunch of soup and salad. The waitress then began to tell us her life story of being a 33 year old waitress who just broke up with her boyfriend of 6 years, blah, blah, blah. At the end of the meal, she brought us our tab....and some Zanex. Hmmm....only in Vegas.
Some pictures have been posted here and if you ask really nice, I just might let you see them.
New Years has proven itself once again and will remain my favorite holiday forever more. Vegas was dazzling, my friends were brilliant, and the drive was unending. But we arrived and got the party started. We headed to the strip, only to have the group cut in two. Me and Dave went one way and who the hell knows where Jen and Thomas went. We found our way to the poker table where Dave blew the geriatric ward out of their depends. We got funky ganster hats and hit the strip in time for the New Year to be rang in. Oh, and there were fireworks. After some more gamblin' and Vegas strippin', we headed to the MGM for a cab. The line was quite lengthy, but my feet had been spanked enough, so I was not gonna walk...esp. to Henderson! We heard a call for "MARRIOTT", got on the shuttle no questions asked, and somehow ended up at the airport. A cab came to the rescue and we finally arrived back to the room with the 4 AM hour at hand. Jen and Thomas arrived shortly after.
Wednesday morning, we decided to get some food and head outta town. Vegas had chewed us up and spit us out! We had a fabulous lunch of soup and salad. The waitress then began to tell us her life story of being a 33 year old waitress who just broke up with her boyfriend of 6 years, blah, blah, blah. At the end of the meal, she brought us our tab....and some Zanex. Hmmm....only in Vegas.
Some pictures have been posted here and if you ask really nice, I just might let you see them.
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