The Dirty Thirty... feat. Chad Dains

It's happening more and more... our friends are beginning the long descent over and down "the hill" towards experience and maturity, if you can call it that! Of course, exiting your 20s entitles you to a big bash, which our friend Chad executed in style, thanks to his loving and extremely organized wife. We made it out for one day and one night of this precisely planned weekend, but keeping partying in Vegas short and sweet is just that, short and sweet. We first enjoyed a warm day by the pool at the Red Rock Resort and Casino. Cherry Pool - extreme drunken debauchery fenced in to protect the kids and families outside at the main pool. A quick shower and we were back out for a delicious, home-cooked dinner at the Boyers. Roasted beef tenderloin accompanied by a plethora of fixings - yum. Followed by a plethora of desserts - fresh carrot cake, cheesecake, strawberries and cream - triple yum.

Then, the second night of partying began, complete with party bus chauffeuring us to Las Vegas' finest: Frankie's Tiki Room (think Royal Hawaiian, pre-renovation and in all its ghetto-fabulous glory), Caramel, and The Bank. The amazing thing was that all of this went smoothly - Blake left nothing to chance. So we returned, safely, back at our hotel in Summerlin at the not-so-wee hour of 4:30AM and planning to wake up again at 5:20AM to pack and ready ourselves for a 6AM airport shuttle for our morning flight back home. Yeah right. Bobby drank enough to think he could actually do this with a smile on his face. Yeah right. I knew better, so after watching Bobby gracefully lay his handsome head to rest, I hightailed it back down to the casino floor for some good, old-fashioned single deck blackjack. It was fun. Waking Bobby up an hour later was not, but that's neither here nor there, so I'll end with this:

Happy Birthday Chad! It was too much fun!