Viva Las Vegas, Star Wars, XXX and pregnant fish.

This title sounds like a bad movie plot....but instead is the plot of my life right now...how sad is that.

As the week reaches its midpoint, my roommates and I are getting anxious for the weekend.

Tomorrow at about 4 o'clock....we will hit the road and embark on a 6 hour trek through the desert to our ultimate destination: Las Vegas.


Ok, so it might not be the "ultimate" destination..but it is our destination for the long holiday weekend.

What is on our itinerary, you might ask....

Well, we are going to explore the Las Vegas strip, we are going to hike through Red Rock canyon followed by bowling at Red Rock casino, hit Freemont Street and hang out with my fam.

Sounds like a good weekend to me. :)

I am also excited to work on a school project while I am home. It is for my Spielberg/Lucas class. I have to interview people retelling Star Wars. The examples we watched in class were hilarious. It's funnier when the people you interview don't recall the movies at all.
Dad happens to know Star Wars like the back of his hand, but mom doesn't. And when I get home I am going to interview the Sanchez family, which should be very entertaining. When the final project is all filmed and edited I will definitely post it on Facebook.

One last bit of business before I say TTFN.
Amanda and I have realized that we are being attacked with the "That's what she said" ghost. Or at least that's how it started. We were sitting at home, watching tv when one of us said something and the other's eyes got really big and we started laughing hysterically. Of course, it was taken out of context (we are not teenage boys...)...but it happens all the time now. AND to top it all off, all of our classes (and I am not exaggerating) have talked about sex since we started two weeks ago. Modern tv and movies cannot avoid the topic either. So we are immersed in a culture obsessed with sex, and it (while at times is really really funny) can be quite awkward.

Disclaimer: On behalf of Amanda and Myself, we do not talk/joke about sex 24/7, but when it does come up, it's hard to stop (that's what she said...see what I mean).

OH
and Amanda's fish Ricky is either sick or is not a Ricky but is a Rickina and we will see little fish soon. We cannot tell, and we cannot decide what we want to verdict to be. We don't want the fish to be sick and die, but she/it could have over 40 babies and she will eat them. So....I guess we will just have to see.

I'm going to go back to watching Man vs. Food now....the show makes me sick and hungry at the same time. I would never be able to overindulge like that, but the food looks delicious.
On that note....

Bon Appetit!