Yeah, that's right, stealing titles from Counting Crows albums. Whatever. Vegas was fun, if a little short and a little long at the same time. Some quick highlights: brunch at the Bellagio buffet, lots of random pictures, gondola ride at the Venetian, cheap ass Bellinis served in plastic cups from an icee vending machine, seeing Flippy at the Harrah's Carnivale Court (he was a competitor at the Legends of Bartending as seen on the Discovery Channel or Travel or Learning, one of those), wine list on a tablet pc at Auerole, "O" from a center spot, watching Tracy get to spin the wheel playing slots and winning at the Flamingo, drinking a too large margarita while losing at slots at the Monte Carlo, being woken up by a couple having a very loud fight in a room nearby, lunch at the Nine Fine Irishmen with a great cheese and fruit plate, and an hour delayed takeoff and only 15 minute delayed landing return flight. And very very hot. No good being in the sun. Oh, and it got way too busy on Saturday, like crazy busy, not fun to be around busy. So Sunday Tracy and I went to the Wicker Park Farmers Market, ended up going through the Wicker Park Street Festival, got myself a corndog, went to see The Island with the Russells, made some pork chops with some apples and shallots from the farmers market, actually used a microwave to cook potatoes (my first time!), watched some Entourage. Not a bad long weekend. Now, got to save some money back up, after spending a little too freely over the summer. And it's also August. Wow. Already.