It's All Relative

Last weekend, some friends from Utah came down to hang out for the long weekend. I left the photog responsibilties to Michelle, and she has yet to send me the pics. Get on that Meesh.

It was a fun weekend. We played some tennis, hit up H&M at the new Town Square mall (think The Gateway, but better), played a little blackjack and ran into Snoop Dogg.

That's right. The D-O-double G himself.

We were down on Fremont street, had just left the Four Queens (real classy joint, btw), and noticed a crowd formed down the road. So we walked down to see what the fuss was about and there he was with his entourage. The scene was exactly how you might picture a rapper-celebrity sighting in Las Vegas. A group of huge scary gangsters pushing through the crowd with a trail of real quality prositutes to follow. Classic.

Heather also happened to be in town so I met up with her on Friday night to offer my assistance to the University of Utah Volleyball program. She was recruiting at a HUGE high school tournament and it was an intense experience to say the least. Sorry we couldn't go gamble Heather. But they do have casinos in PR!!!!

Speaking of Puerto Rico...3 weeks from tomorrow. I MUST get down to business and lose 10 pounds before we leave. I'm determined.

America's Next Top Model has started. YES.