Day two... The day of beads and dick.

More on that later, the day started out early... 7 am local time and guess who couldn't sleep? So no better way to spend the morning than by the pool. Okay, it is a dry heat, and a fair skinned gal like myself gets sun quick. Thank goodness for sunscreen. J and E had a VERY revealing conversation throughout our pool time... the gist is that David Letterman, Richard Gere, and Catherine Zeta-Jones ARE "do-able" however Jay Leno, Jack Black, and Bea Arther are NOT. Oh, did we mention we encompassed every celebrity we could think of, and that this hours-long discussion happened while completely sober? WTF? For further details on who made the yes and no lists, contact J and E personally.
Today was a low alcohol day. Never let it be said that the liver doesn't have a language of it's own. We snagged a few drinks in the casinos, and made plans to head to the tattoo parlor at the Palms hotel. As much as we'd love to be living breathing works of art, a 150 dollar minimum just doesn't cut it. We'll shelve that idea. Off to the Rio for a free show recommended by a friend. We ended up in the casino where we re-wrote our Megan rule. Yes we met a NEW Megan...and as the sweetest waitress in the entire casino, we're happy to forget bar whore Megan. Our new Megan gave us tips on seeing the sky show at the Rio, and it was AWESOME. Picture New Orleans, or Carnival, suspended from the ceiling. Amazing stuff. It was here that we got our beads. No boobage required, although some of the folks watching looked slightly disappointed. We'll take THAT compliment. We then headed down to the casino floor for some dick. Before you get all atwitter... we are talking about the Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve slot machine. What a HOOT. Fun interactive games throughout and J found her own lucky streak by parlaying a dollar into nearly ten. E had no such luck, but was on Megan watch for drinks.
We grabbed some dinner at an excellent Mexican restaurant (again recommended by Megan) and had the absolute best chile con queso in Las Vegas. After a purchase of feather boas. (Turns out it's a fetish for J), we were off to Harrah's for a quick stop, and plans to head to Freemont Street for the laser light show.
J's batteries were running a little low. Sleep deprivation comes easily to us moms, but not so much the single gal. She decided to head back to the hotel, while E carried on to Freemont Street. On a covered street, the biggest LED screen ever played patterns and colors while accompanied by a unique musical soundtrack. Street vendors lined the promenade, and again with the gazillion light bulbs on every store, casino, and hotel front. A bus ride back to Treasure Island just in time to catch the "Sirens of TI" show, and some strolling around the strip.. and whaddya know, it's nearly 2 am. E hoofs it back to the hotel for some much needed shut eye, and has to wake up J because her freaking hotel room key has become de-magnetized. Tomorrow it's the Venetian, MGM, Bellagio, Caesar's, and perhaps that tattoo.
Tomorrow is also a higher alcohol day. WOO HOO!