Last night, after much wasting-of-time blogging about our travel from L.A. to Vegas and uploading of photos and hemming-and-hawing about the evening's plans, Erik and I setlled upon dinner at the hotel and a movie afterwards (projected from a 12" PowerBook).
We made our way down to the hotel's token-Mexican restaurant, the Guadalajara Grill (or Guadalajara-something or another). The drink menus were brought out and I quickly decided that there was no time like the present (the present meaning last night at around 9pm) to kick-off the weeken'd drinking festivities.
As I'm not a heavy drinker, and because I'm a chick, I steer clear of anything too intense and opt for the more "fruity drinks". The "Latin Lover", the "Sunset Breeze"... they all sound fine, but it's when I happen upon a BLUE margarita called "Electric", my decision is done made.
The drinks arrive, and I, of course, go at it on an empty stomach. Not a few minutes later my eyes are feeling a bit weird and, according to Erik, my face goes all red. Ni-i-i-ce.
By the time the dinner arrived at our table, I was pretty far gone (not even half-way through my single Electric Blue margarita, mind you). I recollect that most of the conversation stemmed around my drunkenness. We finished dinner - or at least, ate as much as we could without getting sick, and made our way back into the casino to sit down and play the slots for a little while. We both put in $20 to our respective machines, and while I was spending my last 2 credits, Erik was cashing out his $26.50.... bastard!
We stumbled back up to the room (or rather, I stumbled, Erik was quite sober), and set-up to watch Waiting For Guffman. Shockingly, I was cognizant throughout the entire film! Woo!
Right now we're off for breakfast, to be followed by a run up to Hoover Dam. More to come...
Thanks for the updates it's almost like being there........almost.
What was the orange looking stuff next to the salsa?
Next year I'm dragging my wife up there.
so said: RB at March 4, 2005 09:47 AMNice to have met you there, albeit but for a moment.
That picture of you could have been half my buddies and me on Friday night, we were so joyful of the spirits available at the Irish pub downstairs.
so said: j/c at March 6, 2005 10:24 PM