12am - 6am ... A crazy drive to Seattle to pick up crazier Las Vegas vacationers.

I like to make lists because I tend to forget things.
Yes, even my pants.

Good thing Gypsy didn't come along; she's sacked
out already.

Instant messaging in the same room!

Caught in the act! Loooserrrs, haha.

This is mine. Yes, I'm one of those weirdos who is
usually in bed by 2am. Whaaat?!

When you approach the United States of America, this is the
first thing you see. Blinking, seizure-tastic lights!

Another ridiculously bright sign? Gosh.

McConnell was pleased to get her car back (it got searched
by Homeland Security...sheesh).

I was obviously irritated, but not horribly effected by the ordeal.
Wow, that's one scary face on my part.

The start of a million lanes for non-existant traffic.

The parking lot was weeeiiird, but we found a spot all right.

She already forgot where she parked.

This is what we were wondering as we tried to find
a parking spot. Billions of floors!

There's no one in the hallway, but there IS cheesy
music playing. *Weirded out*

This is what happens to lost luggage.

Your Health, Your Way.
Doritos, anyone?

A nun came back from Vegas???
Oh, the jokes I could make.