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Sunday, July 31, 2005
Friday, July 08, 2005
Viva Laz Vegazzzzz Part One: The First Night
On The Road:
Our first stop on the way to Laz Vegaz.
Bryan drove most of the way.
They are funny.
The Lady Luck:
This is where we stayed.
Must be nice to be an owner...or does it own you???
The glitz and glamour of the Lady Luck. HAH.
Instead of multiple beds, there was just one humongousenormousgigantic bed.
Out on the Town:
A really crap picture of the big light thing that comes out of the top of the Luxor. We were out so late that we saw it turn off.
Nice pools.
Jenny on the escalator.
The Luxor ceiling.
The color-corrected Luxor ceiling, you can see the weird blue thing in the middle. What is that, I don't know.
It's like a little city.
The massive lobby. It's nice with nobody in it.
Again, the lobby with the random blue lights.
This actually does look a bit like these statues in the Egyptian wing at the Met in NY.
The little pool thingies under the plaster rams in the lobby.
Yeah, they're fake, so what. I still like (fake) Egyptian art.
Land of Vices:
The one-armed bandit complex.
The row of croupiers at the Luxor at 3am.
The sad and lonely 3am gambler.
It's really interesting to see who gambles in the wee hours of the morning.
Case in point.
Our first stop on the way to Laz Vegaz.
Bryan drove most of the way.
They are funny.
The Lady Luck:
This is where we stayed.
Must be nice to be an owner...or does it own you???
The glitz and glamour of the Lady Luck. HAH.
Instead of multiple beds, there was just one humongousenormousgigantic bed.
Out on the Town:
A really crap picture of the big light thing that comes out of the top of the Luxor. We were out so late that we saw it turn off.
Nice pools.
Jenny on the escalator.
The Luxor ceiling.
The color-corrected Luxor ceiling, you can see the weird blue thing in the middle. What is that, I don't know.
It's like a little city.
The massive lobby. It's nice with nobody in it.
Again, the lobby with the random blue lights.
This actually does look a bit like these statues in the Egyptian wing at the Met in NY.
The little pool thingies under the plaster rams in the lobby.
Yeah, they're fake, so what. I still like (fake) Egyptian art.
Land of Vices:
The one-armed bandit complex.
The row of croupiers at the Luxor at 3am.
The sad and lonely 3am gambler.
It's really interesting to see who gambles in the wee hours of the morning.
Case in point.
Viva Laz Vegaz Part Two: The Next Day, Pre-Wedding
The Venetian:
The Venetian canals. I like water.
Masques at the Venetian.
More masques.
More more masques.
This weird freakish dude in a Haagen Dazs suit handing out one dollar coupons. I got him in mid-action and then the other I found the coupon washed into my pocket.
This really screams "Vegas" to me. I still can't get over how you can smoke indoors. I'm so so not used to it. Go California!
Driving Around/Looking for Wine:
Jenny driving!
So freakin hot.
How the hell do you pronounce Harrah's?
I was SOO hot. And cranky.
Circus Circus:
I still am not 100% clear on what's in that pink stuff.
The Circus Circus ceiling.
It sure looks weird during the day, eh?
Just a funny name. We did end up going in there later.
The Venetian canals. I like water.
Masques at the Venetian.
More masques.
More more masques.
This weird freakish dude in a Haagen Dazs suit handing out one dollar coupons. I got him in mid-action and then the other I found the coupon washed into my pocket.
This really screams "Vegas" to me. I still can't get over how you can smoke indoors. I'm so so not used to it. Go California!
Driving Around/Looking for Wine:
Jenny driving!
So freakin hot.
How the hell do you pronounce Harrah's?
I was SOO hot. And cranky.
Circus Circus:
I still am not 100% clear on what's in that pink stuff.
The Circus Circus ceiling.
It sure looks weird during the day, eh?
Just a funny name. We did end up going in there later.
Viva Laz Vegaz Part Three: The Wedding
Prologue:
So apparently there wasn't room for everyone in this limo. I still haven't ever ridden in a limo.
La Chapelle:
The seedy backside.
The glammy front.
Decorated with cherubs holding hamburgers.
It's one of those drive-through type dealies. Apparently it's the chapel that Britney Spears got married in.
Another view of the drive-through window and a styrofoam cake mold.
The chapel we weren't in...
Another view of the much less classy chapel that we were not in...
The chapel we WERE in.
The Pre-ceremony:
The male half of the wedding party chatting it up with the awesomest minister EVER.
Monkeying around before the actual ceremony. We bought that champagne cold...yeah, it didn't stay as such.
We were so hot and dehydrated that that is the most delicious thing I've ever had.
The Ceremony:
The groom waiting with bated breath.
The couple.
The preamble.
Then the awesome gentleman of a minister beckoned me to stand NEXT to him to take the rest of the wedding photos.
Recieving the spiel.
The bridesmaids. Can you tell which one was the pleasant one and which one wasn't? (Hint: it's the opposite from how it seems here.)
Aw, Jenny.
He gives her the ring...
She gives him the ring speech...
L'chaim!
The Post-ceremony:
Proof.
The post-wedding tiredness party.
Jenny is so dapper.
We's all so happy.
So apparently there wasn't room for everyone in this limo. I still haven't ever ridden in a limo.
La Chapelle:
The seedy backside.
The glammy front.
Decorated with cherubs holding hamburgers.
It's one of those drive-through type dealies. Apparently it's the chapel that Britney Spears got married in.
Another view of the drive-through window and a styrofoam cake mold.
The chapel we weren't in...
Another view of the much less classy chapel that we were not in...
The chapel we WERE in.
The Pre-ceremony:
The male half of the wedding party chatting it up with the awesomest minister EVER.
Monkeying around before the actual ceremony. We bought that champagne cold...yeah, it didn't stay as such.
We were so hot and dehydrated that that is the most delicious thing I've ever had.
The Ceremony:
The groom waiting with bated breath.
The couple.
The preamble.
Then the awesome gentleman of a minister beckoned me to stand NEXT to him to take the rest of the wedding photos.
Recieving the spiel.
The bridesmaids. Can you tell which one was the pleasant one and which one wasn't? (Hint: it's the opposite from how it seems here.)
Aw, Jenny.
He gives her the ring...
She gives him the ring speech...
L'chaim!
The Post-ceremony:
Proof.
The post-wedding tiredness party.
Jenny is so dapper.
We's all so happy.
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