Vegas (and overall trip) deconstructed

Highlights include:

The weirdest Sonic experience ever. Bill isn't one for going out to fast food so when it was time to pick a place to eat we tried to think of a place that Bill might like. After hunger and starvation started to set in we finally decided on Sonic. Conversation turned into Bill asking "why can't I just get what I want?" and the meal ended with us tipping the car/table hop a few dollars just to prove a point. This was in Casa Grande....we weren't even in Phoenix yet.

In Phoenix we made it to the Rhythm Room and found out as we were getting out of the car that Bill wasn't going in with us. He was fine though, he had his computer, the keys to the car and nearby McDonalds.

The concert had some of the nerdiest douchebags ever. The stupid people that think they are so cool because they can shout something out to the band and have lame conversation were in attendance that night. One guy was such a douche that he thought it was appropriate to set his drink next to the MacBook that was being used by the soundcrew. Dude, you paid cashmoney to get into this concert why would you want to to try to possibly ruin the concert by spilling your cheap ass beer on the bands equipment just so you can text on your phone.

To keep Zac awake I popped in a Mars Volta cd and that woke us all up! Zac sung along to all the songs. He knows all the words and all instrumental parts as well. There was also a lot of quoting of movies and Terminator references.

State checkpoint was fun. Bill was sure that having a bottle of Diet Pepsi was the only reason why we were let through with no problems. That was a joke throughout the trip.

Viva Las Vegas! The lights and awesomeness that is Vegas is not lost in the wee hours of the morning. The drunks were winding down, the cleaning crews were out, and the strip was at the quietest you'll ever find it. We walked a bajillion miles to the hotel room and then another bajillion miles to NYNY for our other room. We slept a few hours but for me it wasn't enough.

Wednesday we wore our finest greenery and got ready for the insanity of St. Patrick's Day! While waiting for the MGM lions to strut their stuff at 11am two guys were walking around wearing green feather boas, oversized sunglasses, green hats, beads and giant cans of Coors.


By 5pm I was Mrs. Grouchy Pants! I needed a nap and thankfully I was left alone long enough to get some much needed sleep even if it was only an hour or so. I woke up to Zac calling me asking if I wanted to join them for dinner at Margaritaville. Somewhat rested I joined them for dinner.

Margaritaville has good food and yummy drinks. We all had some alkyhol and some of us had more than others. Bill ordered the License to Chill and it was hilariously awesome how he ordered it. Zac's second drink was the Perfect Margarita. The Perfect Margarita may have just tipped Zac over the edge. But it wasn't enough to stop him from buying an Eiffel Tower drink. He kept telling us how he couldn't feel his body and how his feet didn't hurt him while the rest of us were ready to crawl back to our rooms.

Thursday highlights include chilling in the hotel room while ordering room service and watching LOST on the laptop. We went to the Shark Reef at Mandalay Bay. That night we checked out of our 3rd hotel room at the Stratosphere. We never stayed in the hotel but the guys were determined that we needed to mess the room up to make it look lived in. Zac and Bill were really getting into it and as we were done messing the room up Zac had to make coffee and Bill wanted to knock down a lamp. The Stratosphere gave us a free suite and $50 in free play. Not bad. After checking out of the hotel we made our way to the Rio to check out the Show in the Sky. It was fun trying to collect beads and it was fun for the guys to see the girls shake their bon bon. After dropping Elyse off at the MGM the rest of us continued on to NYNY for a little gambling. I lost the guys and sat at a slot machine for an hour turning my $15 into $75. I finally made myself leave and go to bed. Turns out as soon as I leave Zac's side the women in Vegas can't control themselves. Zac told me how woman were stealing his beads and wanted their picture taken with him. Sluts.

Friday we started our journey home. We had Diet Dr. Pepper this time but we were let back into Arizona. On the way home we stopped at the nastiest bathroom in the whole wide world. And finally around 9:30pm we were back home with our DaisyGirl.

Other random things-Zac kept singing that odee-oten-day song in the elevator.

Zac makes coffee in his hand. It's the fast way.

Subway sells a $5 footlong for $8.

The Bellagio buffet is yummy except the desserts weren't that great.

I found it quite funny the next morning when Zac was hungover.