World Series of Beer Pong 5

Casey and I walked over to the Venetian to hang out. Casey put some money in the slot machines and proceeded to lose it very fast. I resisted the temptation to gamble only because I didn't have any money left over to do it with. Apparently you can't put 1 shoe on black. I found out that is not a legal bet. They must not have had any extra shoes sitting around in case I won. But even though I wasn't allowed to bet my clothing, I still had a good time. Although I could have been having a good time doing anything at this moment because the other alternative was sleep. I hate sleeping and always say that sleeping is for babies. I'm not a baby, so I continued to rage it on the streets of Vegas.

At 7 in the morning the ballroom was empty, but pretty soon it would be filled with beer pongers. And at the end of the day one of the team would be walking away with $50,000. I didn't really care about beer pong today because I knew it wouldn't be me competing.

I wasn't expecting to go swimming that morning so I didn't bring along a towel. Thankfully I don't wear pants in Las Vegas (even though in the winter it does get down around 50 degrees at night) so I could easily go swimming in my shorts. But did have to walk around in wet clothes which made the rest of my morning quite interesting. Between the cold shivers, lack of sleep and the um... chaffing, it was a rough morning.

There are actual flamingos at The Flamingo. Who would believe it? I've hung out with these creatures before but obviously they didn't remember me. I asked them to wake up and come hang out with me so we could paint the town pink, but they snoozed. Those bastards.

I was hanging out by myself in front of The Flamingo trying to take a picture with the Caesar statute. He is eternally Starting the Revolution and if he has his fist in the air, so will I. I literally tried 15 times to take this picture, and even though this one is really white for some reason, it is the best one out of all of them.

I was wondering around on the streets like a homeless person and I ran into Casey V. I don't know why he was up at such an early hour, but I'm glad that he was because I had someone to get breakfast with. We went to McDonald's and then we walked down the Strip to see what was going on in Las Vegas in the wee morning hours.

At this point the sun was up and it was around 6:30 am. I didn't find it necessary to sleep so I wandered aimlessly around. I was rather familiar with the outdoor area behind the Flamingo as the result of boredom last year, but I had yet to go in the pool. And the biggest reason for that is because Las Vegas pools are closed in the winter season because they are all outdoors. I was sober by now but I was still crazy and bored, so I went in the hot tub. I was contemplating doing a cannonball in the big cold pool when a security guard approached me and told me that the pools were closed. Apparently the hot tub stays open in the winter (because it was still hot) but doesn't open until like 9 am or something. I played the "I'm sorry, I didn't know I couldn't do that" card and got away with a warning. But I did know I couldn't do that so I was victorious! Ha ha!