Last night I had a yummy dinner in MY OWN HOUSE, made for us by the Infamous BlueJay, and I got to pet my kitties (Erzabet let me know that leaving for that long is Not Acceptable to her), have a long conversation with Clovis, and then sleep in my very own bed next to the StroppyOne. So, so wonderful.
Today I am working from home and doing all the laundry so my clothes no longer faintly smell of cigarette smoke. While I'm doing that, here, have a few more photos from my adventures in Vegas:

Showgirls! Well, street performers dressed convincingly as showgirls.
At Vesper, drinking something called a Corpse Reviver. It included absinthe, and it was lovely. I had two of those, and a drink called a Corpse Bride. Alcoholic necromancy FTW!

This is one of the couches at the Cosmopolitan, which is now the hotel of my "If money were no object" Las Vegas fantasies.

After drinks, we found a place named The Cupcakery. It called to the very depths of my soul ...
As you can see by this photo.
All in all, the conference in Vegas was very informative, but wow. A week is Vegas is ... overwhelming. Very much so. I'm glad to be home.
Today I am working from home and doing all the laundry so my clothes no longer faintly smell of cigarette smoke. While I'm doing that, here, have a few more photos from my adventures in Vegas:

Showgirls! Well, street performers dressed convincingly as showgirls.

At Vesper, drinking something called a Corpse Reviver. It included absinthe, and it was lovely. I had two of those, and a drink called a Corpse Bride. Alcoholic necromancy FTW!

This is one of the couches at the Cosmopolitan, which is now the hotel of my "If money were no object" Las Vegas fantasies.

After drinks, we found a place named The Cupcakery. It called to the very depths of my soul ...

As you can see by this photo.
All in all, the conference in Vegas was very informative, but wow. A week is Vegas is ... overwhelming. Very much so. I'm glad to be home.