I take postcard pictures sometimes.

Vegas was awesome. Pete got hit on by some swingers and I’m pretty sure some people were having sex in a bathroom stall when I went in there at 10 in the morning. I’m making it sound trashy, but it’s actually pretty nice, minus the above two incidences. Along with losing more money than I would have liked to at Blackjack, I went and saw BODIES and got to touch a real human lung blackened with cancer and a kidney. And before I lost all my cash, I did get to go eat at this high speed sushi bar. Oh, and if you ever get the chance to see BODIES, I highly recommend it. They (respectfully) use 21 human bodies that have been dissected and preserved to give you awesome insight into anatomy, including examples of fetal development and some birth defects. They also juxaposition healthy organs next to diseased ones to illustrate health issues like obesity, smoking, excessive drinking, etc. I’m sort of making this sound morbid, but you should check out the website at the very least. However, in a fit of irony, whoever is in charge of bringing in exhibitions at the Tropicana Casino decided to host both a Titanic exhibit and BODIES in the same arena, so when you walk up to buy your tickets to either, all you see are the words “Titanic — BODIES” pretty much in that format everywhere. Now that’s morbid.

I also went to this oxygen spa thingie for a twenty minute session and a massage. Normally that’s not my sort of scene, but hey, try new things.

I’ve slept maybe a total of 10 hours in the past 72 and I just got home and feel fine.