Even though we got back this afternoon, vegas is just a blurred memory already.

Come to think of it, it was pretty blurry when it was happening too.

I will leave most of the stories that are a result of this weekends debauchery in hiding for an evening at the bar. Some stories are better told over a couple beers. I will however, present these two pictures of the birthday boy himself. The first is at 11:00pm saturday night on the tram in vegas as we headed to New York-New York for some pizza and then over to the MGM Grand for some beverages.

The second one here illustrates our boy at 7:22 the next morning. This was taken after the two of us decided to rally through after everyone else turned in. We learned how to play craps at 4:30 in the morning, and played for the next 3 hours. I hardly ever gamble, but we had a good time, and in the end we both came out ahead (kevin doubled his money and I made 10 bux). Before turning in for the night morning we went outside to see what vegas looks like at 7:22 on a sunday morning and decided to document the occasion.