Vegas

Long ago, in a world far far away, I went to Vegas. Frequently.

It has been five years since I saw the lights from my Southwest flight with drink in hand.  Last time I was there it was my zygote that doubled down.  Thus changing my relationship to Vegas forever.

So it was a little surreal returning and remembering glimpses of my former self.  Andrew claims he's never known anyone for whom Vegas made them introspective.  But it did, especially since I returned with so many former partners-in-crime.

In short, a great time had by all.  And not to toot my own horn, but the first night was one of my best post-children showings yet on the fun-o-meter.

Thank you Vegas. Always a pleasure.  See you in a few years.