"...THIS?!!" And then proceeded to pull one of the most memorible faces in recent history. Holy Shit.
Here are some special guest photos courtesty of Susan "Rubberface" Surface (and yes, that's her real name, so don't even think about teasing her about it, ok?).
As I sat there reading the manual, I learned that because of it's big internal memory, you can take a succession of pictures superfast. It was only a matter of time I was having Tara see how many faces she could make in four seconds. Ready....GO!
...sculpting our sweaty hair into comical 'do's. Keep in mind, the power's been only around seven hours and we're already reduced to stuff like this. Ashamed and discouraged, we all realized that the sooner we just went to bed, the sooner we might wake up to discover that the power would be back on.
We walked down the strip, had a few drinks (can you tell?) On, and you can actually walk around everywhere in Vegas with an open container...WHA? and then we went back to the hotel...but not before Tara fulfilled her life-long dream of seeing the Eiffel Tower. (First Venice, now Paris that I don't have to go to anymore? Man, going to Vegas is like putting money right back into your pocket! Who knew?)
