Vegas, Baby, Vegas.

Clint’s bachelor party in Vegas was this weekend and I am only now coming out of the bourbon soaked haze. Vegas was insanely fun, we rolled like absolute rockstars and like the fellow from Call of Duty 4 said, we went “deep and hard”.

I’m still sorting out the photos and video that everyone took (nice work with the travel footage, Ryan!). Gio, send me your stuff! Here’s a shot from my iPhone that I took from my drive from LA to Vegas; I went with the “Hunter S. Thompson” vibe, with the orange classes and a fun hat. I didn’t see any bats, luckily.

Good times were had, with the one exception being the small fortune that I left at the Craps tables. “Seven aaaaaout”. Pfaaaah. I’ll be back to get my money, Vegas, just you wait!

Vegas, Baby!