So, we're here in Vegas and so far only lost money on good food! Jacinda and I flew in yesterday from FAT. Our flight was delayed for 45 minutes which meant we were there for quite some time. You see, last time I tried to fly out of Fresno to Dallas for work, I waited in line for an hour to find out that I missed the "check-in" time by 5 minutes. I wanted to yell at the guy, "no wonder people try to bomb your stupid airport!" but, didn't think that would be such a great idea. So, I listened to some stand-up by Mitch Hedberg. He isn't a dirty comic, but he has some spicy language. Thanks Dave! I was laughing so hard in the airport lobby that Jacinda was getting embarrassed.
So here we are in "old-town" Vegas. All the classic sites that you are use to seeing in the pictures, except that, you can't smell pictures. It's like sitting in a bathroom while guys blow smoke at you. I know the Rat Pack used to kick it here, but that place was pretty lame. So, we headed to the south end of the strip to take in some of the finer art-driven hotels and exhibits. That is where we found this:
Don't judge us, our wives were right there with us. After we experienced some art, Los introduced me to the some crap...I mean craps. We played the $3 table to get my wings. It was awesome. I was up, I was down, I rolled a seven, I was up, and I ended even. Not bad for a couple hours of entertainment. I think I might even get up enough courage to gamble at our hotel (Venetian has $10 minimums). We'll see. Oh, and we saw Michael Vick in our restaurant. Los and I chased after him like an elementary kid meeting a jr. high football star.
So here we are in "old-town" Vegas. All the classic sites that you are use to seeing in the pictures, except that, you can't smell pictures. It's like sitting in a bathroom while guys blow smoke at you. I know the Rat Pack used to kick it here, but that place was pretty lame. So, we headed to the south end of the strip to take in some of the finer art-driven hotels and exhibits. That is where we found this:
Don't judge us, our wives were right there with us. After we experienced some art, Los introduced me to the some crap...I mean craps. We played the $3 table to get my wings. It was awesome. I was up, I was down, I rolled a seven, I was up, and I ended even. Not bad for a couple hours of entertainment. I think I might even get up enough courage to gamble at our hotel (Venetian has $10 minimums). We'll see. Oh, and we saw Michael Vick in our restaurant. Los and I chased after him like an elementary kid meeting a jr. high football star.
6 comments:
Did you tell Vick to find his game? Just kidding. Sounds like a great time. I've never done sin city. Deea has no desire go there. My temptation is that they make it so darn cheap as far as airfare goes. Just need to round up the right posse.
Brian, what exactly are you doing with those breasts?
Thats awesome. Glad you are having a good time. Dude, I am impressed that you even knew who Mike Vick was!
Dont give him credit Tim, We were sitting at dinner and Carlos was freaking out. Bri and J had no idea who he was. Never heard of him. Have you heard of Micheal Jordan?
That's the Brian I know.
Glad to see you're having fun. I was surprised you knew who Michael Vick was too; if it makes you feel better, I didn't know who he was until I googled him. I'll have to download that cd from you by the way. Kiara is doing great. She's been getting some M&M's too. Love you guys!
james, my inspiration was when Vivian caught Carlton doing a strip show for a bunch of older ladies and he put his hands over his...ummm...areolas and said, "mommy!".
Fresh Prince of Bel Air for you younger tykes out there!
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