And yet, I feel too crappy to type it all up.
Short version: We went to Vegas with another couple that we affectionately call the Bleeds. Yep, I know it's a lousy name. Not my fault. Their screen names are Letmbleed and Letrbleed. What else would you call them? Anyway, we met up in Vegas on Friday, watched MMA fighters weigh in (surprisingly anti-climactic, oddly), then had a swell dinner at a Mexican restaurant in MGM Grand. I think it was called Diego's. Anyway, that was probably the best food we had in Vegas. Saturday, we roamed around the strip a bit, and stopped in a few different casinos. I think New York, New York was everyone's favorite. I know I thought it had the best vibe. Plus, I won money at their slots! Okay, so it was $3.75, but still...I'm a winner! Woo! Saturday night, we went to the UFC, where we saw fascinating things, including a UFC fighter in a sequined dress and heels (hooray for Gono!). We also saw sad things, like BJ Penn getting his guard passed and his face pounded repeatedly by GSP. I like GSP, and feel that he's a great champion/representative of the sport, but BJ Penn has always been one of my favorite fighters. It was very sad to watch GSP just run through him. Sigh.
Anyway, I spent the whole time we were in Vegas sick, and I still feel crummy. I'll post more Vegas observations tomorrow or the next day.