Thursday, December 08, 2011


The PBR World Finals were in Las Vegas in October and Brent Thurman 
was being inducted into the Hall of Fame that they call the Ring of Honor.

Hero Husband and I took the opportunity to head to Vegas for a few days away 
I can't decide if he was easily convinced cause he likes me so much or 
that small thing about him really wanting to learn to play craps.

We stayed at the Bellagio which was really pretty, but somewhat overrated.

I managed to let my "spatial disability" lure us into a few really stupidly long walks.

Which wouldn't have been so bad if I had not been wearing the equivalent to 
foot bindings on the ends of my legs leaving me hobbling into the 
Walgreens to buy a pair of Dr. Scholl's Fast Flats.

Our second morning there we were considering whether or not to go back to 
the Treasure Island and see if we could strike the jackpot twice when I looked
out the window and saw this.

It was an omen, a sign, the universe telling us to head over to The Orleans.

My feet refused to comply.

So the Treasure Island it is.

We found the same slot machine that Hero Husband 
won playing on last time and wasted some hard earned money played for a while.

Sadly we didn't hit the jackpot again

But we saw some awesome bullriding,

and came home without having lost any money at the tables.

We figured that we would never have a trip end quite as spectacularly 
as the last one, but this definitely made a good second trip.

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