Mesquite, Baaaaaaaaaaaby

Here’s some pictures from the best night of my life, yo.

Here, we took a shot after we’ve all nobly lost at BINGO. I am at peace with it, as you can tell, but Rachel and Steve are really morose, and Whit’s just plain ‘ol high.

Chillin’ at the penny slots. I gambled a dollar. Yes, one US dollar. I lost it all. I was devastated.

Here is Whit in the car on the way back from our magical night. If I recall correctly, she was trying to talk to her mom, though I’m pretty sure she was in a light coma.
Here I am, post I’m-so-car-sick-and-am-going-to-puke-all-over-the-window. I’m a little worn, as you can see. Car sickness and losing at Bingo and drinking my body weight in energy drinks and a reaaaaaaally late night will do that to you.
And Rachel, driving us home, was begging me not to take a picture when I did, in fact, take a picture.