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July 13, 2006
100 Dollars On Black
Tomorrow I hop on a plane and leave overcast Seattle for fabulous Las Vegas to celebrate the last shreds of Shawn's bachelorhood. As some of my long-time readers (namely, my mom) may remember, I last took a trip to Vegas three years ago, and I'm expecting this experience to be a little more wild (despite the fact Siegfried and Roy are no longer performing).
Assuming I haven't hawked my plane ticket home, or drunkenly got married to a half-silicone waitress in a drive-thru chapel, I'll have a full report and photos early next week.
Comments
No, if there is a half-sillicone waitress wedding, then pictures are more than a courtesy--they're mandatory.
Posted by: johnzo at July 18, 2006 12:25 AM