Today, I was a cat. I woke up, ate and then went back to sleep. All in I have slept 18 hours. I am now even more jealous my cats. This is due to Vegas recovery and also copious amounts of vicodin. However due to both of these things I am not what one would call coherent. In fact, it took me two attempts to write that sentence.
So, the Vegas post will happen tomorrow. Right after my visit with the orthopedic surgeon.