Just got back to Phoenix from the weekend in Vegas. I drove back with just my brother and his friend. Ryan ended up flying back last night so he wouldn't miss work today, although there was much debate whether he should "miss" his flight or not. He decided to be responsible. The joy of adulthood.
Anyway, on the drive back this morning, the two boys were passed out HARD! I guess three 7pm-5:30am nights at the EDC will do it to ya. Oh the joy of being young.