city of light, here i come!

Right now, you may be thinking "Lindsey's headed to Paris?!"  I'm not.  The not-so-funny story here is that when we booked our tickets to Vegas, I got so excited I shouted out "City of Light, here we come!"  And have been teased mercilessly ever since by multiple parties.  Well, I have news for you.  Extensive Internet Research (Wikipedia) informs me that Las Vegas, better known as Sin City (oops!), is the brightest city on earth as viewed from space.  Some people do in fact refer to it as the City of Light.  Boo-yah.

In just 32 hours, I leave for Vegas.  I have yet to start packing.  And this is my packing list so far:

1. Party glasses.
2. Swim suits.
3. High heels.
4. Tylenol.
5. Wedding dress.  (Just kidding!)

Part of me is thinking this could be all I need for Vegas, but the other, more sane part of me is thinking I have a ways to go.  And the clock is ticking! My beautiful, charming, wonderful, delightful girlfriends Fire and Heart (Planeteers, of course!  I'm Water) plan to get me intoxicated and manipulate my sense of adventure to get me to do stoopid things.  I have a fool-proof plan to protect myself-- a second list, laminated to carry around, to remind me what NOT to do:

1. Get married.
2. Get a tattoo.
3. Use hallucinogens before seeing Cirque du Soleil.
4. Fall into the Grand Canyon.
5. Steal Mike Tyson's tiger.
6. Drunk dial my mom.
7. Drunk dial anyone.
8. Anything stoopid.

So here's hoping I survive the trip, and that it's the Best Trip Ever!

L

PS:  I'm a little miffed that no one seemed to notice my plans to marry Ronald McDonald in my last post.  Is that not concerning to anyone?