I’m finally back from the land of corn and closed-toed shoes. Big time apologies for falling off the face of the internet – please don’t blame Ohio… Blame the people there. They’re too awesome to spend a minute not in their (boozey) presence.
Speaking of boozey and awesome people… guess what tomorrow is?
Vegas is about to get hit hard by the Spandex/Sparkle/Mimosa SweatyEmily-OUaL Train. (that’s hyphenated like people with important names do when they get married, btw. we’re exclusive.)
Cheer skirts and party pants are packed. That’s equal parts spandex and liquor, in case you’re looking for a packing list.
* WHO’S RUNNING??? If you’re requiring some superb spectator energy (or an imbibed fuel stop) let me know what you’ll be wearing and Emily & I will keep our cross-eyeds peeled for you.
* WHO’S SAYING ‘F THIS RACE’ AND PARTYING ALL WEEKEND??? Talk to me. Let’s be friends.