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Chrissy's backyard. SLC.

Joshua trees in the desert to Vegas.

Vegas from a distance.

Our hotelll.

New York New York

MMMM GETTING DRUNK FAST AND DELICIOUSLY.

CAN you be gleeful in 105 degree weather?

PARIS.

The Flamingo.

The fountain show in front of the Belagio and Caesar's Palace a la Ocean's Eleven. :D

Monte Carlo.

The hot-gross-too-many-people faces.

Me and Chrissy: SLOTS. Kate: Mehhhh.

SEE?

Yeah, I lost $25 and knew it would be gone before I started.

Leaving Vegas this morning.

Guys. It's THE Hotel.

YEAH. RAIN. We got caught in an absolute torrential, can't see five feet in front of you, flash flood rain just outside of Vegas in the mountains. I was like, ...IT RAINS IN THE DESERT WHAT?

Baker, California. Tiny town in the middle of the damn desert. HOT. HOT HOT. Alien Jerky is how they make their money.

Alien Zoltar.

The biggest thermometer in the world. TO GOD. (It read 111, by the way.)

The Greek Diner featured in Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives. SHUT UP, BEST SHOW EVER.

And this was about 3 hours ago. Now in Encinitas, Cali, at the Leucadia Pizzaria. Goat cheese, bacon, dried tomato, onion, tomato, and pepper pizza. When in Rome, you know?

So Cal sunset and the sliver moon. :D

In summation: Vegas = a bit overrated, but nice to go that one time in your life. Hot like Florida is hot, maybe a little bit more. Waaaaaay too many ~~lemmings~~ people. I got bored with slots in roughly 20 minutes. Desert is AWESOME, and, well, HOT, and it rains?! People actually live in Baker? Or anywhere in the desert? Uggghh Los Angeles, thank God we're not any closer. But everywhere else in California? I kind of love.

TOMORROW: Geek central. And celebs. !!!!!!!!!