Is it nap time yet?

I've got a severe case of VFS (Vegas Fatigue Syndrome).
After parting ways with Gary and Rina at Hooters, Niki and I played a bit longer and then decided to get some dinner. We couldn't pass up the opportunity to get the prime rib special at Terrible's (highly recommended).
Then we stopped at the Hard Rock just cuz we've never been there and it was a block away. I wasn't overly impressed with the casino but the memorabilia was kinda cool. They had vintage Beetles stuff, an outfit worn by Steven Tyler, chaps and a miniscule piece of cloth that made up Christina Aguillera's outfit, and an odd golden suit covered in large glowing light bulbs worn by somebody from Monster Magnet. The high point for me had to be the MC Hammer action figure.
Anyway, we didn't end up leaving town until about 10:30! Why do we do this to ourselves, you might ask? Because we are stupid.