Las Vegas 2000 - Part 3 - Saturday Night: Caesar's Palace, Las Vegas Wednesday night on the town was ok, but we just weren't rolling high enough. Luckily, Ilya's friend Lev had a friend who's dad had a friend who had an executive suite at Caesar's Palace, so we had a place to hang out for the evening instead of some crappy bar or casino.

		Aren't those wheels a little small? Gawd, 13" wires are soooo 1998.
		This old man didn't even have to put coins in the machine. If you look closely, he is actually connected by a wire to the machine. Draining money directly out of his wallet.
		Redemption in Las Vegas is a double entendre looking to be exploited.
		What does a copy of Michaelangelo's David have to do with a Roman emperor? Nothing, but it didn't seem to stop them from dropping one in the Casino. It also gives me a chance to include a gratuitous scrotum shot for y'all.
		"Yes, we said we're looking for the executive suites, don't we look like executives?"...
		Self portrait on the mirrored wall of the room.
		Creepy roman bust watches over the master bedroom.
		Ben and Mike ponder the situation.
		All of us on the giant semi-circular couch. Yes, the room really was that smokey. Team Carnivore enjoys their cigarettes very much, thank you.
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