147. Vegas

Alex and Amy were in LA this week visiting Alex's cousin Justin. Alex, Amy, Justin, Justin's wife Natalie, and myself decided to hit up Vegas the day after they got out here....

 View from our room at Mandalay Bay

Trip Summary:
Drove 270 miles in 3 hours 45 min (with a solid 15 min stop).
Checked in, dropped our stuff in the room, headed out to the strip.
Grabbed some lunch at subway. 2 road beers.
O'Shea's - Head straight to the back to play some beer pong. Killed a couple pitchers.
Mirage - Place some sports bets on the Yanks and Heat to win.
Treasure Island - dealers in bikini's. (the hot blonde dealer gave us the most sincere apology every time we lost a hand).
Back to the mirage to watch sports games and drink for free.
Eat the other half of my subway sangwich on the way. Drip ranch dressing all over my dark blue shorts... eeeee. Thank god I wore reversible shorts... I call that a next level wardrobe maneuver.
Get to the Mirage and find out that you had to have placed at least $125 worth of bets to qualify for free drinks. ummmm... no. kbye.
Back to O'sheas to watch the yanks/redsox and heat/bulls games.
Pick up some Mad Ballers on the way...

Yanks and Heat both lose. Fail.
Party Pit at Excalibur for $10 black jack.
Alex loses $60 in about 5 minutes. He calls it quits on blackjack.
Alex and Amy go play roulette. Justin, Natalie and I continue playing black jack for the next several hours. meanwhile, I'm POUNDING free jack and cokes up the wazz.
All of a sudden I notice a sharp pain in my chest... possibly having a heart attack.
Walk to the bathroom and vom.... then, straight back to blackjack.
Go down about $90 in blackjack. i'm like... RUH ROH.
Fight my way back to even. Call it a night.
Leave Excalibur and head towards Mandalay Bay to meet up with Glo and Scheff.
Find a bumpin' dance floor in the middle of one of the casinos. Natalie and I rip it up. Justin's too much of a puss to indulge.
Hit up Mcdonalds around 2am on the way back to the hotel. I call bullshit on the McDonals lady for putting up the breakfast menu and not serving me breakfast. haters gonna hate.
Get back to the hotel room to find Glo and Scheff passed out in bed. I slap both of them in the face.
Curl up on the floor and pass out.

...gotta love Vegas.