Going To Vegas

I'm getting ready to endure the long trek up the 15 to Las Vegas.

I hate Las Vegas. I'm only going for work. Sigh.

Wish I was going somewhere where there wasn't porn littered on the sidewalks.

Wish I was going somewhere where drunk people didn't bump into you every five seconds.

But I'm not. At least I hope there isn't a mirror above the bed in the hotel like there was last time.