Thursday, March 22, 2007


I said I would do a recap of my trip to Las Vegas last weekend so here it goes: watched a lot of basketball, lost a lot of money gambling, spent a lot of money on booze, threw up several times. Just kidding. Although not really, that pretty much sums up the entire weekend, but I’ll go a little more in depth. Let’s break it down by day.


I guess I got a tad overzealous when booking my flight because I was scheduled to arrive several hours before everyone else. This would’ve left me in a bit of a dilemma considered the hotel was in Mike’s name and I wouldn’t be able to check in until he got there. So my plan was obviously to leave my bag at the front desk and gamble by myself until someone else turned up. This sounds like something that isn’t very fun, unless you’re me, in which case it’s awesome. But Southwest, sensing my dilemma, and being an ace at customer service, solved this problem for me. When I arrived at the gate my customary 15 to 20 minutes before the plane takes off I was in formed that I had been put on a different flight leaving in ten minutes. So I rush to the new gate to wait in the back on the C line so I can sit in the back of the plane, next to the bathroom, between two gross dudes. There I learn that I have an hour and a half layover in Albuquerque, NM. Kick ass! Since I would now only be arriving in Vegas a few minutes before Mike I can wait for him and check into the hotel before getting the party started. Finally I arrive in Vegas and sit down in a bar to enjoy some NIT action and a $7.50 airport Miller Lite. I probably should check the arrival board before settling in because Mike’s flight was delayed about 40 minutes. 30 something dollars in airport Miller Lites later Mike finally get there and we can go to the hotel. So to sum up, with the cab ride I was already down over $40 and two hours behind schedule before even officially arriving in Vegas. A bad omen? I think so.

The rest of the night was pretty standard, just a few hours of blackjack at the Mirage with Randy my Mr. Universesque dealer. I am only slightly exaggerating when I say he had at least 140” chest. Randy was enormous. And quite possibly the corniest man in the world. He was full of the dumbest jokes ever, and since I was at the table for a few hours, and everyone else was turning over at a pretty good rate, I got to hear his whole routine at least three times. Here my favorite that jokester Randy was slaying ‘em with over and over again:

Randy: Did you hear about that actress that killed herself? Reese, uh, Reese, ummm…
Unsuspecting Victim: Witherspoon?
Randy: No with a knife. (Rim shot)

Good one Rand.

I’ll leave Thursday - Sunday for tomorrow since I don’t feel like writing anymore. I’m sorry that you guys won’t be able to sleep tonight because of the anticipation of that one but I have to go back to pretending to do work for a while.


Mike said...

I was going to post a Bugs Bunny joke about taking a wrong turn at Albuquerque. I actually almost said it in the airport, but thought better of it and when I typed it here it looked as lame as it sounded in my head. Plus, I'm not sure people would even get a Looney Tunes reference.

...and then I found $20.

Los said...

Did you know that you can play "War" in the Mirage? I thought that was really weird.

David said...

I actually laughed at that joke