Whenever I'm in Vegas, I always: 1. Make sure to remember that a bad day in Vegas is better than the best days at work. 2. Forget about time in a traditional sense and just do what my body tells me. If it tells me to have 10 drinks before noon? Beer me. Nap sounding good? I'm gonna take it. Tons of garbage food at 3:00 am? Time for some grindage. It's a 24/7 town and the only time I have to worry about is when my flight leaves. 3. My last dinner is always a 16oz. or larger steak, lobster, and 4-5 Woodford Reserves on the rocks.