Wes and I had been craving our favorite sushi restaurant in Las Vegas so we took the long way home from San Francisco and made a pit stop in Vegas. I always forget how great people watching is in Vegas and how wild it gets until we go. After 2 minutes on the strip we saw a guy with his ear cut open and blood all over him, another girl was crying to me because she lost one of her eyelashes, and the night continued that way until finally about 8:00 Wes and I decided to tap out for the night.