Vegas Baby!

I know, I know, I know. What happens in Vegas is supposed to stay in Vegas. For years, on our guys trip, that is the standard operating procedure we went by. The challenge with that SOP is that we go on a yearly guys trip and because, for the most part, we don't remember who was on what trip.

When did Grant start going?

Brad? Spring of 2006 and every year since.

When was the last time Jeff or Rick went?

How bad in Rick's snoring?

So I've decided to publish some stuff from our trip. If anyone objects please let me know.

Craig, Keith, Phil, Brad and Grant @ The Flamingo. Where else?

Friday

The rooms were so bad this time, that it has been decided, this was the last time at The Flamingo. Yes, we've heard that one before, but the rooms were REALLY bad this time. Please don't use the blacklight!

When did the pool get that cool? Met Jen and Cindy. Great times!

Dinner at the Belagio. Meh.

Mandalay Bay for Minus 5 Ice Bar. Very cool! Literally! Red Bull and Vodka was made to be drunk from an ice glass.

Lobby bar for dancing to a great 80s bad hair cover band.

Grant gets voted to redemption island because of a missed opportunity.

Saturday

Carnegie Deli at Mirage. Don't eat the egg salad. Pastrami all the way.

Jimmy Buffett block party at the Flamingo

Ranger game at Legasse Book at the Palazzo.

Bradley Burgers makes an appearance.

Switch at the Palazzo.

"Boom stick!" makes its debut. Much to the chagrin of the other black jack players in Vegas.

"B'Gack!" falls by the way side.

"Brakes!" stays in play.

Sunday

NFL Football at Mandalay Bay. The Lost Ticket of 2011.

Note to all: don't put $800 parlay ticket into gym shorts pocket. It will fall out.

Follow up note: If it happens talk to the supervisor. They have the data!

Grant makes his way off Redemption Island.

Not that it mattered anyway. Thank you to Detroit Lions for a pathetic finish.

And thank you to the trio of cigar smokers in our vicinity.

The Rio buffet is back in play. Great sashimi! And yes, Rio Brad is still there waiting tables. He looked so beat down when KD yelled, "Brad!" as if he'd be glad to see us.

Downtown: Golden Gate. Our second home.

Lots of good black jack and blue drinks. And the roulette supersystem.

And "Q" - he stands for quality and quantity. The second time we were solicited for drugs.

Dear Bob and Dan...

After a late night of gambling...is it g to hang back at the room gabbing?

Key to quick recovery on way home...airport oxygen bar and chair massage.

2011 is in the books!