Dealing with “Time on task”, “Circadian Rhythm” and “back side of the clock”. Decided to start off with a $4.99 breakfast buffet at Terrible’s (hotel and casino) but first — a brisk walk to the strip. The place looks different in the sunrise with fountains and glitter switched off. There’s the usual smokie crowd nursing drinks and still trying for that elusive good luck win but I was struck to find the place alive with regular people out pounding the sidewalks jogging. Personally, I’d save it for a natural wood or in this neck, a desert trail, but you’ve got to get it when you can. Got to avoid a morning cat nap. Will struggle until late afternoon supper and then siesta for our midnight show and the dreaded red-eye.

T’was my first flight out west, the co-pilot’s first line flight since training, a cabin packed including the company C.E.O (sampling the product) and the flight attendants are all wearing St. Patties Day lime green hair wigs. We’re 5 minutes prior and still no sign of the Gate Gourmet which could be critical since they have the mini liquor bottles and there’s a bachelor party onboard amid many other hopefuls. The other half of the crowd will likely snooze and conserve themselves for the “I Do” city. Fearless leader uses his operational authority to hold the flight for commissary. After all, he just finished making a very nice, long winded welcome PA going on about how nice the airline is… and how we have the most leg room and comfy leather upholstery and… The flightdeck crew can (will!) make the time up enroute. No pressure or anything 😉 Highball it! Las Vegas we are coming!