They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, which unfortunately precludes me from telling my dear readers about the Wild Wild West or about shooting machine guns or about stumbling into music legends at a dive bar or hanging out with coked up strippers at the Spearmint Rhino or about Fremont Street or the Cashman Center Boat & RV Show or any of our other adventures… However, they also say a picture is worth a thousand words. So, here are my words and stories from the trip in a pictorial narrative…

Ross and I ready to head out from the Wild Wild West just after getting into town…

The Luxor…

Luxor…

Posing next to my car…

Part of our crew about to head into the Las Vegas Gun Range & Firearms Center. I’m second from the left…

Thuggin’ out in a gas mask…

Me just after shooting the Heckler & Koch MP5 automatic (Note the spent cartridges on the floor)…

I won a shooting competition with that shot in the center of the target and I’m sporting the hat I won as a prize…

Our hotel room in the Mandalay Bay…

Ian went to the hair salon at the Mandalay Bay to heroically receive a mullet in order to ensure he was in the proper frame of mind for the trip…

Las Vegas street scene…

A giant crystal ball…

That’s Scott Ian of Anthrax at DIVEBAR – a cool guy…

Pearl singing…

Monique…

Pearl…

Classic Las Vegas street scene…

A truck at the Cashman Center Boat & RV show…

Ian and I felt the need to take our shirts off to fit in better with the Bud Light, mullets and truck crowd. It worked, but Jesus Christ I need a tan…