Laser-Assisted Sub-Epithelial Keratectomy

...aka they shot frickin' laser beams at my eyes after they loosened my cornea and shoved it aside

Which in the end resulted in hilarious photos with me looking unkempt and wearing hysterical, yet protective, eye wear.


In this photo I should either be down at the track betting on some ponies or trafficing large amounts of cocaine throughout Colombia.




There protective lenses are supposed to keep me from gouging my eyes out in my sleep... they also allow me to see dead people a la 13 Ghosts





This one's just silly.






And finally, here I am after Day 2, freaking out because I thought my eyes might be broken after seeing a giant left pupil and moderately sized right.

Vegas Ninjas

...sometime after 8am local time on Monday morning in Vegas after lots of booze, gambling, and other associated shenanigans


I've got a tumbler full of Jameson in my hand and I'm demanding to be conferenced in with Phil and the rest of Irene's co-workers as she tries to get some work done before lunchtime on the East Coast.

Tim has managed to latch on to some kind of foliage outside of a casino I can't remember somewhere on The Strip.........

...and then, in the time it takes me to raise my glass, he's gone,

like a ninja.

Pedro O'Houlihan <3's U2

Here are a couple of photos from the U2 show in Vegas. Put on some Achtung Baby real low in the background, stream the Vegas Part 2 Podcast, and pretend that you were there.



Bono, moments before abducting a small adolescent boy from the crowd....

..and there here goes.

It's cool though, he handed the kid his shades Bret the Hitman Hart style





Some douche-bag ruining Pedro's sweet Bono money-shot





Despite being fairly indifferent towards U2's music, I was pretty impressed by their spaceship looking, expandable hexagonal video screen stage set up deal they had going on. Pretty intense.

(Also pictured: The Edge..mostly for scale... I bet Pedro can give you his exact height and weight)