Ok, so what are the odds of coming to Las Vegas during the National Cheerleader Convention and also having it held at our hotel? Pretty slim! You know what's weird, walking around a little bit tipsy and having to dodge 8 year-olds that are dressed in ways that are highly inappropriate. Don't even get me started on the "cheer moms." Ugghh. Also, do you know the sound of 10 14 year-olds giggling, laughing, and doing gymnastics at 2am? I do! Today they all go home, thankfully.
Other than that, I'm having a good time. I'm up instead of down, which is nice. And I'm up way too early for this place, but it's good.
Rulingest thing that happened while I was here (besides winning money, obviously)? Walking past the teen all-male cheerleading squad with their giant trophy. They had hoodies that said "All Male" on the arms!
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