Saturday!

I'll start with what I wrote fairly early on Sunday about Saturday's adventures, then I'll do a separate post for Sunday's shenanigans...Here we go!

Saturday was awesome. I went to the pool earlier with Kim and Claire and used the awesome waterslide that goes through a shark tank. We’re pretty sure there was a dead shark in the bottom of the tank. Anyhoo, while there, these two girls who are the spawn of the devil followed me around the pool splashing me. We moved to the other side of the pool and they followed! Finally, I yelled, “I will hit a child!” and splashed a large amount of water in their faces and left the pool.

Later on, we got ready for Mike’s fancy steak dinner at the Binion’s steakhouse. It was really nice up there, but the service was hella slow. It was super quiet in there, too, making our conversations especially inappropriate and out of place.
After dinner, we put on our red hat lady best and hit the town. We were famous! We posed for so many pictures, we decided that next year, we’re bringing business cards directing people to send pictures they take with us to a soon-to-be-created stbe.org email address. I’ll post some pictures of our awesomeness so you can see what I’m talking about. We didn’t get invited up into any nightclubs, but we were clearly the main attraction on Fremont Street last night.

Kim says I need to mention that we were a walking dance party. Everywhere we went, we would end up dancing for a huge crowd of appreciative revelers. Seriously, in Vegas, you walk ten feet and a new song is playing, so it was a constant red hat lady dance party. I'll add some pictures to these posts later, because I have almost three hours until my plane takes off. I don't have too many action shots on my camera because Mike's mom was acting as our official photographer this weekend.

Oh, I don't know how I forgot to mention the end of the night. When we got tired of being accosted by tourists for pictures, we ducked into different casinos and gambled for a bit. At one point, some of our group took over entire blackjack tables. Jose would just be walking around in his outfit and hit up a roulette table to make some bets like nothing strange was going on. At about 3:30, I called it a night and let the other red hat ladies finish gambling. I wanted to be rested up for my birthday because I planned on being hella deucefaced (and was I ever!).

Anyhoo, when I got back to my room, Gabe was in there along with Jessie and Mario. They were locked out of their room because Otto and Daisy locked the deadbolt. They called the front desk who informed them that security locked the door because it had been left unattended with the door wide open. They sent security up again, and the deadbolt was unlocked. Unfortunately, they had also put the chain on the door, so maintenance had to come and snap the chain. When the door was finally opened, we walked in and saw Otto passed the deuce out. Jessie and Mario had been screaming and yelling and calling his phone to no avail. He had gotten trashed earlier and went and called our favorite waitress at Mermaids "Kate Gosselin." Now, we call her that amongst ourselves because of her unfortunate haircut, we don't call her that to her face. When Otto ran up and yelled, "hey! It's Kate Gosselin, you guys! She's right here!" she did not look amused. We pretended we had no idea what he was talking about and excused ourselves from the establishment.

Anyhoo, back to the Otto story. When Jessie and Mario got in, they tried again to wake him up, even slapping him. He woke up briefly and spit on himself. We have no idea where Daisy was, which was fine. "She was trouble," to quote Ryan. I guess he ended up sleeping and peeing in the bathtub at some point that night. We're still deciding on his punishment. I think that's it. Kim will read these and edit as necessary.