yup, that sorta gets at this year's bojaunt to vegas for march madness.
chaos all around... loosely interpreted as comfortably disorienting.
nepotism had us dialed into an MTV crib scene at the mirage that was off the hook. we were stationed in a luxury suite called The Villa that was aptly named. the palace-like inside was topped only by the private pool and putting green in our very own outdoor compound.
we stuck to our usual schedule and hit the hard rock on friday night. but alas, it seems the hard rock has jumped the shark. a light crowd that was short on characters had us beating a path back to the mirage as soon as we had gathered our posse.
and so back to the villa we went...
and partied down with the usual suspects...
along with some legendary OGs from yesteryear.
the mirage lists an impressive array of sights to check out without ever leaving the grounds:
we saw none of these things.
but we did come up with a few activities to add to the list:
and croll came up with an inverted dine and ditch that still has a bunch of us scratching our heads.
speaking of croll, here's his damage report from the weekend:
no sleep on the activity list, except for the nap recorded by jon bon van winkle, and that was right through his afternoon flight on sunday.
madd props to the seattle crew...
for bringing the party on sunday for the second year in a row...
and a little shout out to some of the old school compadres who were otherwise occupied this year:
for the recod, this year registered a "15" and was all about the posiedon adventure at the villa. may we all be fortunate enough to ever get there again...
