My friend texts me early this morning. He’s in some random hotel room on the strip. He partied kind of hard last night, his car’s still at home, and he needs to get out of there.

Another day in Vegas.

I’m already dressed cause I just got back from the ex’s place. In fact, I JUST got back home, and now I’m driving back out! So I grab my keys, and a bottle of water for my friend.

A few U turns and haphazard cell-phone coordinating later, and I pick up my friend in front of Caesar’s. He’s already holding a bottle of water, and randomly enough, a cup of fruit. We’re on our way back home and see a homeless dude at a traffic light. His sign says “Homeless and Hungry. Please help. God Bless.”

He walks past us and my friend feels bad and wants to give him some fruit, but homeless guy had already walked past us. I tried calling out to him, and my friend hits the horn while I’m leaning out the window. Homeless guy hears it and homeless guy gets fruit.

Then I realize that I just gave a guy something to eat without offering him a drink, so I snatched up the water bottle I brought along and gave it to him too (since my friend already had his own water).

Respect for this homeless guy. His sign said he was actually hungry. This is better than the other ones right on the strip that hold signs saying things like “Why Lie I need a hooker”.

Another day in Vegas. I think California’s going to be a good vacation. Then again, I can’t stand how fake LA is sometimes. This coming from the guy who lives in a town with a replica Eiffel Tower a block away from the replica Statue of Liberty. Good times.