I just returned home from what may have been one of the asskickingest weekends of my life.  I had a shoot go bust, which lead to an impromptu trip to Vegas to see Daft Punk, Muse and Rage Against the Machine. 

Daft Punk blew my mind, Peter and I slept behind a dumpster,  I got crushed at Muse, I kicked ass at Rage, and I beat the odds at Luxor.

Details and pictures to come.   It’s 6:10am and my ears are ringing, my whole body hurts and I reek of smoke and mosh pit.  It’s finally time to sleep away the morning.