Vegas Baby!

Well, recently I found myself in the greatest city in the US.....Las Vegas. Oh how I love this beautiful city. There is no better place in the world to people watch than Vegas. I found myself taking note of everything going on around me and it was gold everywhere I looked. It was so bad that I would forget stuff that we had seen before because I had a case of information overload. For those of you who have been, you know what I am talking about. If you haven't been, I will try and explain. Let me preface this by saying that I spent a few days there with an old friend P-Nug. We share a lot of the same interests and find the same things funny so it made for an entertaining week.

Shows: We tried our hardest to go and see a new show but we were somehow magically sucked back into the Blue Man Group show once again. The show is now at the Venetian, where they built them a new venue, and it is even better than before. I felt like a high school girl on her way to see Justin Timberlake. If I had a diary it would have definitely been the first entry I wrote in for that day. I couldn't wait to see the show and when it was over I couldn't wait to get boozed up and rehash the entire thing.

Gambling: P-Nug so thoughtfully educated me on the learnings of his new "book." It was like he was Mr. Miyagi and I was his young, trainable Daniel San. I was hooked on his every word. I couldn't learn enough about the wonderful game of blackjack. He would catch me off guard while walking down the strip and give me a pop quiz. It was great. And at the end of the trip, the sensei left his young, inexperienced student on his own against the hungry wolves and he prevailed. After winning back most of the money that he and the sensei lost, he felt better about himself and digressed to his room..........at 6 am. I was hoping that after the trip my sensei and I could build a deck or paint a fence together but it never worked out.

Boozing: What a great concept the combination of gambling and drinking is. Think about it from the consumer's perspective. Go to a bar, deal a couple of hands of blackjack, get drunked up and leave with the bar owing you money. How great is that? Why would you not take the chance? I put my liver in jeopardy every time I pony up to a bar. I do the same to my lungs when I light up a cigarette. Why not throw my wallet into the whole mix as well.

Finally, sightseeing: They have a new thing called the "Deuce" there now. It is a double decker bus that takes drunks like us up and down the strip for a few measly dollars. As you could expect, there are many jokes to be had so we took a stab at a few. 1. I can't believe it just cost $2 to take a deuce. 2. Wow, I have taken four deuces today. I could go on forever. There is much more on the subject but I have written way too much already. So until next time......