Monday, August 07, 2006
What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. Unless you’re me, in which case you blog about it for everyone to read
by Anonymous at 11:33 AM
- I went skydiving for the first time. Had to go tandem. If ever there is a good time to have a dude strapped to your back, it’s when you’re skydiving for the first time.
- Can you put a price on the feeling you get after gambling all night, losing everything, then making the slow walk back to your hotel in morning daylight? I can. It’s about $400.
- Speaking of the slow morning walk back to the hotel, I think it should be legal to punch anyone in the face who is seen jogging or biking on the strip at 8:00 in the morning.
- I saw Bill Walton at Tryst (nightclub at The Wynn). He was flying solo and stayed for a grand total of 94 seconds. That was just awful. He’s gotta get his head in the game.
- Casino Royale itself is a hole, but you can gamble all night for $4 a hand, beers are a dollar, and it’s next door to Denny’s. Can’t get much better than that.
- I heard that song by Gnarls Barkley 387 times, but I still love it.
- What should the penalty be for your friend at the nightclub who fills his entire glass with vodka when the whole group just plopped down $300 for the bottle?
- Las Vegas is the only place in the world where you can drive out to the desert, hop on a plane, jump out of it, and on the way back to your hotel, stop off at a store that lets you shoot semi-automatic machine guns for fun. At least I think it is.
- Why hasn’t In N Out burger made it out east yet? Same question for Del Taco. Better question: Do Sonic Burger's even exist? I see the commercial all the time, but I've never seen one. I think someone with way too much money to spend on fake advertising is having a good laugh over this.
- The Wynn has the greatest pool and the greatest rooms, but it's not a place you'd want to gamble at. Across the street, The New Frontier has crappy rooms and a crappy pool, but good gambling. Faced with these choices, take the nicer pool. You can always walk across the street to gamble, but you don't want to be swimming in a pool where that scene in "Cocoon" was filmed.
From my experience, Casino Royale is also the only place on the strip where you can see a drunk guy tell a gay blackjack dealer to "Call me Mommy!" But maybe not. It's not like I asked around.
And here's a little known fact... In Amsterdam they call Casino Royale "The Quarter Pounder Casino". It's true.
Greg--That's right. I've seen it. They put mayonnaise all over that shit.
Brian--Walton wasn't flying solo. He was being trailed by a small old woman. Maybe his wife? And he ended up in the Tryst line by accident. Said something about trying to find his way to one of the restaurants...