wha' happen? city of sin? city of morons is more like it. vegas with all it's bedazzling lights is just too much. hordes of people walking the streets, drunk fools everywhere. people, traffic, people traffic. it's enough to make a man insane. and then the constant noise. cha-ching, bling bling bling, cha-ching. plus the air in the casinos -- albeit oxygen fortified -- just makes you swell up and your eyes itch. it's terrible. i could envision vegas being a playground for millionaires but when you're rolling in tens, it's not the same feeling.



the food though is great if you like buffets. if you don't like buffets, i don't like you, simple as that. buffets should be the norm. every meal should be "eat till you're about to blow up." the saving grace of vegas? my guys. yes without them vegas would be a pit of despair. i may not gamble drink smoke or whore but i do hang out. and what is better than taking in a shit town like vegas while standing next to your close friends whom you see every day? nothing. as always, not much was done but times were had. that's kind of the par for when we hang out, be it in vega, san diego or timbutku.



ameer started us off in vegas right with six flasks. he knows how to have fun in vegas. thanks ameer. we know how to have fun in vegas too. one change of clothes, minimal showers, no girls, lots of alchohol for the drunkards. it's a simple recipe but it works. [pictures]