These first ones are from my first installment of the now finished tattoo. All of these are taken in the bathroom at E&O, where, I’m pretty sure, we are no longer allowed. Janessa was drunk. And if you don’t believe me…
…you probably do now. Here’s baby gently removing my bandages. I’m sure this violates health codes at the restaurant.
And here she is drying my skins after she washed me in the sink.
Here’s what it looked like for a couple weeks till the rest of the color got filled in.
I think this is in chronological order…but so much time has gone by, who can tell. Dave and Amy took two birthday shots of Jaeger. Nasty.
Erica doing her best impression of a T-Rex
And some more pictures from that party:
I hope I made Talal do this.
Berta was kind enough to invite us to Petroglyph. It was most of our first time, and I am more than a little ashamed of my lack of artistic flair.
Erica organized Ladies Night at the Melting Pot in San Mateo. The food was good, but the waiter was slow. Here are the pictures at the start of the 4-hour meal.
Okay, now on to Vegas. The ride up in the backseat of the Impala was pretty fun.
I only got a couple from the ceremony since cameras weren’t allowed.
And here’s the reception. Marky gave a speech I couldn’t really hear, but that’s probably a good thing since I had already cried plenty.
I didn’t get very good shots of the cake cutting but I tried.
The reception. I got a little more tipsy as it progressed.
Maria took several pictures of Hector listening to Josh. Methinks I wasn’t the only tipsy one.
They look like an ad straight out of JC Penney.
We went to the Beauty Bar at the Old Strip after the reception, where Hector bought Chris & Jenn a shot of Patron.
And Janessa was kind enough to take pictures of the awkwardness that was Janelle trying to get me out of my dress. Luckily I was drunk or I probably would have felt violated.
The fauna on our trip:
Brian relieving the gases in the position Janelle taught him.
On the Monorail
Going the wrong direction…
Baby found this on the wall in our room and immediately applied it to her crotch. Oh, if only it were true…
Janelle, my and Hector’s sleeping arrangement for this trip
We enjoyed a delicious meal at Benihana, despite the neighboring conversation between Star Trek fans
On the way out there was a waterfall, which you can’t see, and if you don’t think it’s embarrassing trying to re-create a scene from Flashdance on a public walkway…well it wasn’t since I had a bottle of sake to help out
Janelle was cold because the casinos were freezing and she was slutting it up Vegas style
On the way home, we all agreed that if Janelle was a dog, she would be a Yorshire Terrier
And we learned the hard way that Janelle is allergic to Latex…
A good time was had by all.
FIN.
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