So I’m in Vegas and there hadn’t been much exciting going on to bother posting. I could have written how I now skip In-N-Out to go straight to Yama Sushi for kickass all you can eat sushi. I ate like a total pig last night to the point I wanted to explode. Speaking of explosions…

I’m staying at the Luxor for the first time. Last night I was feeling lazy and drove up to the second floor parking so I wouldn’t have to climb the stairs to cross back into the casino. It turns out I parked about 15 cars away from where someone would put a bomb on the roof of a car a few hours later with the intent, and success, of killing someone. I left my car there all day not knowing about it, and once I found out I spent the day wondering if my piece of shit Pontiac rental car was missing windows or even covered in pieces of someone.

At the end of the day I finally got back up there and had to wait for an escort to my car with two people. One to ask me some questions to distract me, and the other to check out my car to make sure those human pieces weren’t on it. There was a full crowd of ATF and CSI sort of people picking up anything they could find, and this was still about 14 hours later. I had to get interviewed again by another ATF guy and that was it, off to margaritas at the Mexican bar.

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