It’s Britney, bitch!
…and a whole lotta debauchery in Vegas.
Great company, fun clubs, yummy food and that badass blond that just won’t give up.
Five photos for you, documenting the past five days.
The strip…
You know who…
New friends at the Playboy club in The Palms…
Ahem, porn stars? at MGM Wet Republic pool…
…and The Ringleader, she calls the shots!
Catching up and taking off
The camera has been clicking away, I just haven’t spent too much time at my desk. Here’s a re-cap of the week. Hoping it will tide you over until Sunday when I get back from Vegas! Debaucherous photoblog coming soon.
Wednesday: One of these days I’ll take the time to clean this up in Photoshop, but for now I’m pretty happy with the pic. Note the “Safety First” on his hat and the crushed attenuator in the background. Slow for the cone zone.
Tuesday: Jewelin’ it up for Vegas.
Monday: Good times at Chris & Lauren’s playing Raving Rabbids on Wii . It’s all in the wrist…Bwaaaaad!
Taking a photo a day…
…even if it means using my camera phone at the Starbucks drive-thru.
I want it all and I want it now!
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Frenemies
Lucky has a new friend.
Or enemy.
I don’t know yet for sure which he’ll be.
His name is Optimus, a gray and white kitten. He lives upstairs.
Usually he sits on his roost, basking in the sun and swatting at gnats and butterflies.
But he’s gotten curious
And has been wandering downstairs…
Where the wild things are.
I wish him Luck.
Tea, party of one
Being stuck at home for days with a cold leads to many things: countless hours of internet surfing, tons of daytime-TV watching and excessive herbal-tea drinking. It seemed like somewhat of a coincidence when, on tax day Wednesday, all I kept hearing about were the tea party protests. I don’t really get it. If you don’t want to pay taxes, then don’t. But you also better not plan on ever driving on the freeway, calling 911 or sending your kids to school. That stuff doesn’t magically pay for itself, you know.
Cheers.
