{"id":120,"date":"2007-01-15T14:57:32","date_gmt":"2007-01-15T20:57:32","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/rt\/team-awesome-in-las-vegas\/1132007-day-two\/"},"modified":"2012-08-20T14:27:44","modified_gmt":"2012-08-20T20:27:44","slug":"1132007-day-two","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/rt\/team-awesome-in-las-vegas\/1132007-day-two\/","title":{"rendered":"Vegas #3, Day 2"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Now, not to ruin the suspense or anything, but I&#8217;m going to go ahead and tell you that Saturday was the all-time official best day ever. Really.<\/p>\n<p align=\"center\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/151\/358800029_aaaa7bb19c.jpg?resize=371%2C500\" border=\"1\" height=\"500\" width=\"371\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><br \/>\n<em>our pretty-pretty-princess castle. <\/em><\/p>\n<p>We got up and met up with everybody at Mandalay Bay for the brunching. The AVN Awards were going on that day, so we saw several porn stars and producers in the restaurant. We hopped cabs to downtown, and wandered into Binion&#8217;s to play blackjack. We found an empty table so all six of us could play. And then, we met Robert. Our lives will never be the same.\n<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/155\/358802652_0a3018a9f0.jpg?resize=375%2C500\" border=\"1\" height=\"500\" width=\"375\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/45\/358808572_bc9c21293c.jpg?resize=500%2C375\" border=\"1\" height=\"375\" width=\"500\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/126\/358803681_6cde2c6145.jpg?resize=500%2C375\" border=\"1\" height=\"375\" width=\"500\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Robert alternated between berating us and telling jokes (some of which he would forget partway through) for the next three hours, with regular 20-minute breaks during which we missed him a LOT. Our favorite moment was when he started talking about buying nickel and dime bags, then tried to explain what they were to his pit boss, who had no idea. He said that it was heroin, as opposed to cocaine, which one buys in rocks. Also, he remembered the days when one could walk down Fremont Street counting a handful of cash; nowadays, you walk down a few blocks holding a twenty, and you&#8217;re bound to get shot.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/163\/358804079_22a5752861.jpg?resize=371%2C500\" border=\"1\" height=\"500\" width=\"371\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/133\/358805978_fc35a4d2f6.jpg?resize=381%2C500\" border=\"1\" height=\"500\" width=\"381\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Robert took all our money over the course of that three hours, but I don&#8217;t think any of us minded it too much. We departed Binion&#8217;s and headed across the street to the Golden Nugget, where we poked around on video machines, for which we all know the main purpose is losing money at a slow, measured rate while getting as many free drinks as possible. Then, knowing we had a long awesome night ahead of us, we headed back to the hotel for an hour-and-a-half nap, during which I had a highly exciting dream involving the football game that was on TV. We awoke and got dressed: Matt in a suit, and me in a black cocktail dress, wrap, and high heels (SERIOUSLY). At 7:30, the rest of the group joined us in the pimp room for champagne, and then we headed downstairs to catch our limo.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/farm1.static.flickr.com\/136\/358812404_fba4daad5d.jpg?resize=375%2C500\" border=\"1\" height=\"500\" width=\"375\" data-recalc-dims=\"1\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The driver was Clint, and he had a bluetooth headset grafted to his head. We told him we had reservations at the Venetian at nine, and would like to ride around the strip until then. He drove us down to the Las Vegas sign, parked in a turn lane, took our picture, and then drove us back up and down the strip until ten to 9. We drank champagne and talked a lot about awesome.<\/p>\n<p>We dined at the Pinot Brasserie, and the food was incredible. Our goal was to hit $500 on the bill, but we came up a little short. We met Wendy&#8217;s boyfriend, a dude in way-too-tight pants barrelling into the kitchen to pee, who was escorted out shortly thereafter by giggling staff. Katie walked around the bathroom with her pants down, because they were out of toilet paper. We talked too loudly and swore too much, and in short, we were motherfuckin&#8217; classy. As <em>always<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>We gambled for a bit at the Venetian, then decided to head back down towards Excalibur to find a bar we could stumble home from sometime the next morning. We stood for what seemed like two weeks in the cab line (more like 20 minutes, but I was wearing 3&#8243; heels). We readjourned at MGM Grand, and wandered around looking for a bar. Eventually, the shoes lost the battle, and Jumi and I walked around the casino barefoot (and saw several other girls doing the same). We finally found the bar I&#8217;d remembered as perfect for what we were seeking, and it was. Therefore, we found us some seats at Rouge, and we closed the place down.<\/p>\n<p>All I remember from the walk back across to Excalibur is Jumi loudly insisting that I go right up to the room and take photos of my feet, because we had been walking around inside and outside casinos barefoot (fun fact: casino carpeting has a LOT of wet spots!). She told the same thing to another pair of girls who were walking around shoeless, too. Hahaha. I&#8217;m pretty sure that 3am-5am Las Vegas is one of my favorite things ever.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Now, not to ruin the suspense or anything, but I&#8217;m going to go ahead and tell you that Saturday was the all-time official best day ever. Really. our pretty-pretty-princess castle. We got up and met up with everybody at Mandalay Bay for the brunching. The AVN Awards were going on that day, so we saw [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2597,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","enabled":false}}},"categories":[20],"tags":[175,225,65],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"geo":{"latitude":36.11324690000000003919922164641320705413818359375,"longitude":-115.176551799999998593193595297634601593017578125,"description":"Las Vegas, NV, USA"},"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/queenofsubtle.com\/rt\/storage\/2007\/01\/358808572_bc9c21293c_o.jpg?fit=3072%2C2304","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p5Z5R-1W","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":119,"url":"http:\/\/queenofsubtle.com\/rt\/team-awesome-in-las-vegas\/1122007-day-one\/","url_meta":{"origin":120,"position":0},"title":"Vegas #3, Day 1","author":"Jenni","date":"01.15.2007","format":false,"excerpt":"We got started early at the lovely Hubert H Humprey Terminal at Minneapolis-St Paul International Airport. 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