Wandered around for breakfast with syko, and failed pretty miserably, eventually crawling back to the room in despair and ordering room service at 11, because they wouldn't let me order my food any sooner (breakfast food and I generally do not get along). Which took 40 minutes. Then I slipped into a food coma. syko stayed in to digest further, I needed to get up and about so I called up Hexed, and dragged him on a death march. I figured he would have his swank spy camera, so I didn't lug mine- and then he left his because he got distracted looking for his sunglasses. Along the way Sean proved again he has Transient Appeal, first case was the most interesting, when some guy on his way up was yelling something incoherent and playing with his hair, and smiling with his lack of teeth. We got to share that experience with a couple of Our People on the escalator, who were walking in front of us, but we parted ways at Ballys (the most awkward entrance on the strip, and that's saying something. But the garden front bit is the site of the old MGM, which burned down with lots of deaths, and gamblers are a superstitious lot, so no hotels could be built over it).

I showed him the Moogicians of the Century in the Aladdin and explained Cow Parade, and we found him sunglasses. One of the "street" performers (with the whole indoor outdoor thing) stood on her hands, and shot an arrow with her feet. And hit the target. We were suitably impressed, being able to pick up socks with our feet, while upright, but not much more. Then got him food at the section of nothotels. At New York New York someone tried to offer us show tickets, then asked if we were married, and then asked if we wanted to be, he knew some places. After all, it is Vegas. I dragged Sean all the way to the Excaliber, to get a tram to the Mandalay and back to the Luxor because they wouldn't let you have the stop from the Excaliber- because they are stoopid. In Luxor we vegged in a corner of the food court, and contemplated breaking or removing the lightbulbs so it would be lessbright.

Eventually we walked back to the Flamingo from Egypt and met up with Lore and syko, who had gone to the Stratosphere (they called when we were getting on the monorail at the Luxor, and I was obtuse as usual and talked about being at Cleopatra's Needle and the Sphinx, and they didn't realize what I meant). bethany came along and the boys took some pictures of us, though some didn't turn out. We all went off for dinner, but had difficulties deciding on a restaurant. Finally we went to Todai in the Aladdin (more explaining Cow Parade was had), even though it was mostly seafood which Mister Hexed will not eat because he is a horribly picky eater, but they had tepanyaki chicken for him. The rest of us gorged on seafood and sushi. I worked for my food, ripping apart the hard shell to get at the tasty center of my giant seabug.

Back to the hotel to change. sykospark's outfit needed a mild bit of fixing because the eye was half coming off, but I was prepared with needle and thread (and two kinds of pliers, wire, beads, and blue spiders which creeped syko out with their little legs, but that's something else again). We finished dressing rather quick and were loafing around in our hotel room for Sean to show, because he takes longer to get ready than a girl. On the way to the elevator I saw Yosh again, and we were going to meet at the Huntridge. To Lore's to meet up, and to have a bit of chartreuse (Sean and I, because Lore ended up driving, and is a wuss and only drinks the yellow, and bethany and syko don't drink), and then off to the ganster's ball. On the way there we saw a sign for "Liquor Moccasins"- which I theorized were like water moccasins, only drunk- so either very mean, or very uncoodinated, or a bit of both. Although they could be very soggy and flameable footwear instead. I went in a few days later, and found out I was right- they looked awfully mean to me. And a tad stiff (stuffed rattlesnakes. Next time I'm there I must take picture). I shed and started marking people with pink feathers. I did not shed much though, so too many people remained unmarked. Hmph. Quite a few still needed them. syko went off to talk to kyronfive and dok joy, Sean drank more. Pirate liver, not drunk, I'm sure you get the picture by now.

The sound system was rather poor in the hearing of anything (good for punk bands. Just not so great for anything else), so I need to hear the bands again sometime. Seeing as the ones I wanted to hear were mostly from my area, not too difficult. I wandered around looking for Yosh and failed miserably- which sucked since I wanted to find out if he had email or other various online ways of being contacted. A group of us headed back to the hotel so Sean and I could change in our not quite so comfyness, and then we all went somewhere else, where someone got something he rather enjoyed, even though there were inappropriate coffee house overtones.


AGF moment: cut off studded black jeans, fishnets, netting inset shirt, knee high boots.

AGF moment, evening: lip service long vinyl backless ballgown, big garnet necklace, elbow length gloves, fishnets, kneehigh boots, black edged hot pink feather boa.