I've been blog-absent for the past week. I spent most of it in Vegas for a work-related trip. It was my fourth trip to Sin City and I can't say that I miss it. Stayed at the Mandalay Bay, which was just fine, but I can't help but get irritated everytime I'm there by the boob-infested waitresses and the fugly middle-aged men ogling them like cotton candy.
It's just wrong.
Would I feel that way if it were a twenty-something chiseled dark-haired guy named Chester? Well, that person doesn't exist in Vegas, so I don't have to answer that question.
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