So, I don't know if you heard (because I'm kind of a big deal), but I went to Vegas this past weekend. Yup, somehow, through some strange rip in the fabric of the universe, it was decided that I was to hop on board a so-called "Party Plane" and booze my way to Vegas (and back) in under 36 hours. You can call it a launch party of biblical proportions.
Let's start at the beginning.
Have you heard of Thrillist? If...
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