Vegas short:
Minus a minor kiddie blow-up by Wyatt and a mental one while blogging, another great time.
Vegas long:
Will write about a few characters I saw tomorrow like the ticket horde found in the Excalibur's poor excuse of a " kiddie carnival" and other folks like the Dolce and Gabbana-sporting chick who felt the need to expound her snobbery with facial tics while viewing my carefully selected 3am attire from Target at the Pai Gow tables.
Miss Vegas already, good to be home, this may be the first trip in twenty plus that I actually won money because I stayed away from the evil slot machines for the most part.
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