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Went to dinner at Basil Leaf.  We had a very young waiter.  What a  cute kid, right?  I think I have to agree with Frankie’s Cirque rating, with the exception of the hool-a-hoops, which are A+.

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Does anyone want to be my patient? I know my stuff!

I’ll bet you’ve never eaten M&M’s in a bathroom in the library before.

So I’m looking at getting a PDA, specifically a Treo. I went to amazon.com to search for ‘treo 750′. I found some pretty interesting things and I suggest that you go right now (www.amazon.com) and search “Treo 750″. See if you can find the two things.

I was going through my psych powerpoints, and I noticed. This in my notes column. Although it sounds like something I’d say, it was in fact in the email of the PPT that was sent out. This is fantastic. I hope other people noticed this.

Flock is a great web browser.

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This is a test of Microsoft Word’s Blog posting feature.

don’t be surprised if things slow down for a while…

Man.  What a view.  I ended up talking to the dude from that last picture for a while.  He worked for some sort of technology company, and they had to do their training program in Las Vegas.  What a bummer.  We drove past several of the casinos…

I saw a pirate!  He said, “arr matey, ye ought to take a slantey picture”.  And so I did.  Then his parrot began to attack me so we drove off.

Here is further proof that I was in fact inside of a boring van and not a stretch hummer.  I hope that this is conclusive.

We stopped by Caeser’s palace, where a short repetitve guy tried to sell us pizza.  Luckily he was stabbed in the back before it became too annoying.  The stabbing became repetitive as well, so off we went again.

Finally I made it to the Rio, where it became nappy time with one of the other Vegas goers, whose name is not mentioned here.  I’d prefer it if no jokes were made on this subject.

The Rio sports free leather jackets!  It also has gogo dancers and a guy from Shreveport who’s brother I knew.  Small World.  The free room at the Rio was one of Frankie’s first awesome hook-ups.

Then it came to transportation. I had the choice of a limo with my own soundtrack and champagne… But i decided to the four dollar bus with smelly strangers.

Yes, I was admiring my newly shined shoes, as well as this bright red bag. As I always say, “he who packs well, lives well”. Fortunately I have never been to prison.

I whistled for a cab, and when it came near…

I let it pass.