My spirit? Totally willing...
My flesh? Sound asleep.
Well, my brilliant plan to get to the implosion didn't work out so well. I was able to fall asleep pretty quickly (by 6:30 or so), but I awakened a little before ten. I didn't drift off again until just after midnight, so the alarm at one was not welcome. None of this stopped me from waking Jon and sending him out, though. Aren't I a thoughtful wife? I know.
So, he went down to the strip, cameras in hand, to take in the sights. The full set of photos is here.