Vegas Night One

Palms Hotel!



We went up to Ghost Bar with Payton and Josh, no cover for hotel guests saved us $80...which was basically the price for our room. Crazy.




From the Ghostbar you have a great view of the other Palms Tower...



And the rest of Vegas.




Then we cruised over to the Bellagio...




Where we found a chocolate fountain.



Then we stopped by Caesars to say hi to Josh's hot friend who is a Pussycat Doll.



She's actually the lead Pussycat Doll in the poster.



The boys re-enacted the poster with her.




And finally we ended up at Revolution @ the Mirage.



All of us sporting Hello Kitty band-aids in solidarity with Josh who had a little nose boo-boo.



In Vegas, the food service community and performing community kind of overlaps and everyone kind of knows everyone.

Our friend Jordan lives in Vegas and is in training for the Cirque show Zumanity. Jordan knows all the important people to know, and got us hooked up with free booze everywhere we went.



Free Vegas is the best way to do Vegas!



Yay drunkyface!





I have no idea who these trannies are.



Fun fun vegas fun.





The End.

Amazing.

I got the final bill from the Wynn for our 3-day Vegas trip today.

Rooms, foods, everything.



Amazing.

$28.39.

And that's only because some fatty ate two bags of chips from the mini-bar at $8 a pop.

I heart Vegas.

I heart Platinum Amex.

More Free Vegas!

Thurday | April 9

I woke up to Felix walking in, fresh from blackjack with an extra $125 to his name.



Day Two begins!



We went downstairs to cash in on our free breakfast credits.

Enjoying smoothies...



Sirloin breakfast sliders...



And a yogurt-berry assortment.



Then ventured toward the pool.



Which was beauteous.






I soaked my sore and broken feets.



Felly swam.



It was very relaxationful.



For lunch time we went to Wazuzu.




Somewhat delicious but extraordinarily overpriced Chinese food.



We paid a visit to Slots of Fun...




And after blackjack and poker, I came out having made about $250.

To celebrate, we headed to O'Shea's for a couple hours of Beer Pong.






In the middle of one game we overheard a bunch of drunk Europeans talk about how they were about to do vodka shots THROUGH THEIR EYES. (Not sure how, I think through their tear ducts or something?)

These jackasses got the entire room excited and after getting a crowd of people gathered around, camera phones ready, they did their shots. What they were doing wasn't so much "doing a shot through their eyes" as it was "moronically pouring vodka on their faces while jumping around on one leg while getting kicked in the shins and making pirate sounds ("ARRRR!!!!)."



It was so retarded. Possibly one of the stupider things I've seen in my lifetime.

That was our cue to leave.



We walked the Strip a bit.



Then headed back to our hotel to order food and de-drunkify before a night out at Tryst.



The beds in our room are so freaking comfortable though, and I ended passed out before our pizza arrived.

Woke up to find that my dickhead friends had left me an empty pizza box and 6 puny little chicken wings.

Infuriated, I stayed in bed and refused to join Felly and Evan at Tryst.

Kind of sad about that now, since the club looks kind of awesome.



Ah well. Maybe next time.