sin city in a nutshell
first off, one should never fly direct (6 hours) from boston to san francisco while seated in the last row aisle seat right by the bathroom. moreso, if one were stupid or unlucky enough to have the option, one should DEFINITELY never sit in the exact seat on the return trip. mileage-plus premier, my ass. stupid united.
vegas used to be cluttered with great amenities like super-cheap buffets and free casino-to-casino trams. this is no longer the case. the only thing that is cheap any more is alcohol. go figure.
if you are riding the las vegas monorail (not that you would pay $5 a ride to do so) one night and see a man who appears to be an “oil” man from western north dakota with his "old lady," DO NOT start up a conversation with him whatever you do. it will be a funny conversation…but it will haunt you.
i love secondhand smoke. *
(for dale) the beloved san remo hotel/casino no longer exists. it is now this.
i was in harrah's for a total of 20 minutes and saw 3 people throw up. don't go to harrah's.
i absolutely sucked at game betting this year. like 4-20 sucked. however, i do still rule at video poker...until i start sucking at that as well. net earnings for the week: $0.00.
watching illinois lose to washington while surrounded by illini fans was one of the more enjoyable experiences i have ever had.
winning a money line, george mason over north carolina bet ranks up there as another.
iona, michigan state, ohio state and last but not least, bradley, can all rot in hell.
having said that, i found that cbs’ abbreviation of the bradley vs pittsburgh game’s score box incidentally reading “brad pitt” was quite hysterical.
my bracket was unceremoniously left on the table of the hotel room. i don’t want to see it ever again. i don’t want to speak of it ever again. 14 for 32 in the first round is simply pathetic. a monkey could have picked better.**
* - this is a lie. i despise secondhand smoke. i can’t wait until some brilliant casino opens a separate “smoke-free” gaming floor. no offense to my comrades who smoke, but that crap is foul.
** - note to self: hire monkey to fill out bracket next year.
vegas used to be cluttered with great amenities like super-cheap buffets and free casino-to-casino trams. this is no longer the case. the only thing that is cheap any more is alcohol. go figure.
if you are riding the las vegas monorail (not that you would pay $5 a ride to do so) one night and see a man who appears to be an “oil” man from western north dakota with his "old lady," DO NOT start up a conversation with him whatever you do. it will be a funny conversation…but it will haunt you.
i love secondhand smoke. *
(for dale) the beloved san remo hotel/casino no longer exists. it is now this.
i was in harrah's for a total of 20 minutes and saw 3 people throw up. don't go to harrah's.
i absolutely sucked at game betting this year. like 4-20 sucked. however, i do still rule at video poker...until i start sucking at that as well. net earnings for the week: $0.00.
watching illinois lose to washington while surrounded by illini fans was one of the more enjoyable experiences i have ever had.
winning a money line, george mason over north carolina bet ranks up there as another.
iona, michigan state, ohio state and last but not least, bradley, can all rot in hell.
having said that, i found that cbs’ abbreviation of the bradley vs pittsburgh game’s score box incidentally reading “brad pitt” was quite hysterical.
my bracket was unceremoniously left on the table of the hotel room. i don’t want to see it ever again. i don’t want to speak of it ever again. 14 for 32 in the first round is simply pathetic. a monkey could have picked better.**
* - this is a lie. i despise secondhand smoke. i can’t wait until some brilliant casino opens a separate “smoke-free” gaming floor. no offense to my comrades who smoke, but that crap is foul.
** - note to self: hire monkey to fill out bracket next year.
posted by cade at 8:34 PM
11 Comments:
I'm not sure if I'm glad or concerned that a Hooters establishment has replaced the San Remo...it's amazing how fast Vegas changes...I first went in '96 at age 21, it was awesome...free or cheap everything...now it's hard to find a $5 blackjack table...good thing I have legalized casino gambling in my state...iona, mich st., ohio st. bradley AND bucknell can all burn
On the airplane seat thing-I knew that. It's friggin' awful. Why is it that people feel the need to unload 3 days worth of food from their colon on the airplane when they have probably been sitting in the terminal for three hours already? Also, never sit near the bathroom on one of those puddle jumper type planes that go from Houston to New Orleans during a thunderstorm, with members of a 10-12 boys basketball team, while being airsick.
bg- fortunately, the smell was not an issue. what was the issue was the never ending line of people all doing the pee-pee dance crammed in the aisle next to me.
my personal space was NEVER invaded...every...3 minutes.
Heck, your girlfriend can pick better brackets than you.**
**Note to Cade: Your girlfriend is not a monkey.
iona, michigan state, ohio state and last but not least, bradley, can all rot in hell
amen
Seeking an airline ticket to join you in next year's festivities.
If you are going to say something like "if you are riding the las vegas monorail (not that you would pay $5 a ride to do so) one night and see a man who appears to be an “oil” man from western north dakota with his "old lady," DO NOT start up a conversation with him whatever you do. it will be a funny conversation…but it will haunt you." - you must elaborate!
ali- in good conscience, i cannot elaborate.
just know that this man, we've dubbed him "derrick," will not think twice about talking to complete strangers about his...hmmm...shall we say..."inappropriate personal activites" that may or may not include airplanes, public transportation and "titty bars." (complete with hand motions, you know, just to add fullness to each description.) all the while his, lady-friend is laughing and gushing over him like he is casanova reborn.
and just when you think he's done; he'll keep talking. and then talk some more.
north dakota, man. what the heck?
yeah that place went to hell after the mob left town.
thanks for clearing that up, ahbahsean!
the mob left vegas?
someone should tell the guys at piero's.
not it.
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