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Vegas, baby ... Vegas, or, The Poor Man's Guide to Gambling and Drinking in Las Vegas
How is it that we are the only two people, out of the masses that walk around down here, that are carrying our own beer? No on else has an 18 pack, except for us. At one point last night, we found ourselves in the waiting area for the tram from Excalibur to Mandalay Bay, surrounded by hordes of rich people, or people faking it. We were dressed in jeans, t-shirts, drinking cans of Bud Light out of said 18 pack. Were we the only ones that were trying to get drunk? Not likely. The only difference is that these people have the money to enable to them to get drunk for "free" in the casinos, whereas we don't. When you're only throwing down twenty dollars at a time on the roulette table, and praying that it'll last until you can (a) find a waitress and (b) still be there when she gets back, you're in a much different tax bracket than people like The Guy That Was Throwing Down At Least $75 A Time At His Roulette Table, Which Is More Than I Pay In Bills Most Months. He doesn't have to work all that much to get a waitress over to him, because by the time he's done throwing all his money all over the board for one spin, she's had time to take his order and return. Que "The City" by The Dismemberment Plan.
So, we did what any poor ass tourists do, we walked around for free, taking in the sights, taking in the occasional slot machine, money wheel, or roulette table, and drinking the entire time. We kept it low key. We tried to walk out if we were ahead, and stuck to our original statement of how much we were going to lose. Consequently, I'm only down twenty dollars more from yesterday, and I spent a whole hell of a lot more time gambling. New York, New York is nice. Around the little fountain they have on the corner of the Strip, there are shirts from fire stations from all over the country. I took a picture. It's pretty intense. We rode the roller coaster, which maybe wasn't a good idea after the buffett and then the booze. But it was worth it.
Picked up some tall boys at our favorite Las Vegas convenient store, then headed down to Caesar's Palace to take in the shops and the blackjack slot machines. This is the second place in a row that I ended up ahead at. The Forum Shops were pretty high class, though I did find "The Punk Planet Collected Interviews" book at the Virgin Megastore. cha-ching Headed out the door to find the infamous statue of Siegried and Roy. Found it, took pictures with me shoving my fist up their tigers nose. Got a laugh out of some passers-by. Headed over to the Mirage. Out on a roulette table and a Keno machine, but we got two free drinks out of the whole deal, and we got to see a volcano erupt just outside. Onwards to Treasure Island to see the Buccaneer Bay Show. Worth it? Maybe. It was cheesy, but at least the fire from all the cannon shots were able to warm us up. By this point, we'd been walking away from our hotel for five or six hours. Amazing how two paragraphs can't really tell you anything about a person's day. Que "This House is Freakin' Sweet" by Peter Griffin.
On the cold, sore way back, we hit the Mirage, where we saw TGTWTDAL$75ATAHRT,WIMTIPIBMM. My mind was blown. The stacks of chips being won and lost at this minimum $25 bet table was incredible, but they all seemed to win at least something. There was an older woman standing in front of us who overheard us talking about his playing strategies and turned around to talk to us. She says she's seen people throw $50,000 down on one roll of the dice in craps, and that this guy wasn't really doing anything. She asked us where we were from, and after we said Chicago, mentioned that one son went to Northwestern and graduated with a communications degree, followed that up by going to Harvard Law School, and followed that up by becoming a celebrity manager for acts such as Korn, Limp Bizkit, Staind, Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, Enrique Iglasias, etc. What does her other son do? Oh, he's just worked for Microsoft for the last 13 years. This is the richest woman I will ever meet.
Que "I Want It All" by Queen.
Vegas, baby ... Vegas, or, The Poor Man's Guide to Gambling and Drinking in Las Vegas
How is it that we are the only two people, out of the masses that walk around down here, that are carrying our own beer? No on else has an 18 pack, except for us. At one point last night, we found ourselves in the waiting area for the tram from Excalibur to Mandalay Bay, surrounded by hordes of rich people, or people faking it. We were dressed in jeans, t-shirts, drinking cans of Bud Light out of said 18 pack. Were we the only ones that were trying to get drunk? Not likely. The only difference is that these people have the money to enable to them to get drunk for "free" in the casinos, whereas we don't. When you're only throwing down twenty dollars at a time on the roulette table, and praying that it'll last until you can (a) find a waitress and (b) still be there when she gets back, you're in a much different tax bracket than people like The Guy That Was Throwing Down At Least $75 A Time At His Roulette Table, Which Is More Than I Pay In Bills Most Months. He doesn't have to work all that much to get a waitress over to him, because by the time he's done throwing all his money all over the board for one spin, she's had time to take his order and return. Que "The City" by The Dismemberment Plan.
So, we did what any poor ass tourists do, we walked around for free, taking in the sights, taking in the occasional slot machine, money wheel, or roulette table, and drinking the entire time. We kept it low key. We tried to walk out if we were ahead, and stuck to our original statement of how much we were going to lose. Consequently, I'm only down twenty dollars more from yesterday, and I spent a whole hell of a lot more time gambling. New York, New York is nice. Around the little fountain they have on the corner of the Strip, there are shirts from fire stations from all over the country. I took a picture. It's pretty intense. We rode the roller coaster, which maybe wasn't a good idea after the buffett and then the booze. But it was worth it.
Picked up some tall boys at our favorite Las Vegas convenient store, then headed down to Caesar's Palace to take in the shops and the blackjack slot machines. This is the second place in a row that I ended up ahead at. The Forum Shops were pretty high class, though I did find "The Punk Planet Collected Interviews" book at the Virgin Megastore. cha-ching Headed out the door to find the infamous statue of Siegried and Roy. Found it, took pictures with me shoving my fist up their tigers nose. Got a laugh out of some passers-by. Headed over to the Mirage. Out on a roulette table and a Keno machine, but we got two free drinks out of the whole deal, and we got to see a volcano erupt just outside. Onwards to Treasure Island to see the Buccaneer Bay Show. Worth it? Maybe. It was cheesy, but at least the fire from all the cannon shots were able to warm us up. By this point, we'd been walking away from our hotel for five or six hours. Amazing how two paragraphs can't really tell you anything about a person's day. Que "This House is Freakin' Sweet" by Peter Griffin.
On the cold, sore way back, we hit the Mirage, where we saw TGTWTDAL$75ATAHRT,WIMTIPIBMM. My mind was blown. The stacks of chips being won and lost at this minimum $25 bet table was incredible, but they all seemed to win at least something. There was an older woman standing in front of us who overheard us talking about his playing strategies and turned around to talk to us. She says she's seen people throw $50,000 down on one roll of the dice in craps, and that this guy wasn't really doing anything. She asked us where we were from, and after we said Chicago, mentioned that one son went to Northwestern and graduated with a communications degree, followed that up by going to Harvard Law School, and followed that up by becoming a celebrity manager for acts such as Korn, Limp Bizkit, Staind, Backstreet Boys, Britney Spears, Enrique Iglasias, etc. What does her other son do? Oh, he's just worked for Microsoft for the last 13 years. This is the richest woman I will ever meet.
Que "I Want It All" by Queen.
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