Vegas, baby. Vegas.

[jjcourtright]

In honor of me going to Vegas on Sunday...hows about spilling with your Vegas stories.

First time I went to Vegas was July 2002. Went out for a buddy's bachelor party. It is a 13 hour drive from Colorado Springs to Las Vegas. I got my first and only speeding ticket less than an hour into the drive. Should have seen it as an omen.

First night that we are there, I got predictably hammered. Playing blackjack, I was way over the top. "Alright, JJ likes these cards." "These cards make JJ angry." Had there been anybody that I didn't know at the table(I think we had 28 people with us), I'm sure they would have been pissed. I of course continued to drink lots while at the table. I was so drunk-confident that I decided to play roulette in this state even though I had never played before(or even knew the rules for that matter). I ended up losing about $150 at the tables that night. Way more than I had planned on for the first night.

Next night is stripper night. One of the groom's good friends(a girl) picked two girls out on the internets prior to us leaving for Vegas...and they were smokin'! We're waiting around, getting really drunk of course. The girls show up...and look nothing like the girls from the internets. "They're still going to get naked...it's cool," we were all thinking. They say that they need to get ready in a bedroom. After a few minutes they come out...already naked. It seemed that they weren't aware that half of the fun of stripping is the actual stripping. They must have been unaware of this because they weren't strippers, they were hookers. They let a few guys take shots off of them, and then headed back into the bedroom while asking, "Who's first?" We're a big group of small town boys, we hadn't yet figured out that they were hookers..."First for what," we wondered. Then it dawned on us, they are expecting us to "get it on" with them. This wasn't cool with us. Not only were most of us in committed relationships and would never think of doing such a thing, they wanted money for every "act" that they performed...this money in addition to the $500 that we had already given them in advance of them (not) stripping for us. The girl that arranged the whole fiasco went and explained to the girls that we wanted strippers, not hookers. They seemed to understand, and said that they would send some strippers right over. For some reason that still baffles all of us, the girl "in charge" let them leave with the $500 on the promise that they would send strippers. This obviously didn't happen. Biggest waste of money in my life.

Bah. Learning experience, I guess. And yet, I can't stay away.

[actualsize]

There are a lot of great Vegas stories, but there a lot of ways you can lose your money before you even start gambling. Here is a bit of cautionary advice:

If you are in a Vegas elevator, and one of the other riders accidentally drops bucket of slot machine winnings, spilling everywhere, don't bend down to help pick up the coins. Chances are, a 3rd person in the elevator will lift your wallet or purse while you help. Then, at the next floor, the spiller and the 3rd person will get off the elevator together. You won't notice the loss of your purse/wallet for a while, and they'll make a clean getaway. I was with my grandmother-in-law when this happened, and she lost her purse and all the money she had in it.

I don't want to sound like your dad or anything. Vegas can be cool. But I put up with too much crap at work earning my $$ to feel that I can just flush it. Gamble just enough to get free drinks, people-watch, go see Penn & Teller at the Rio, or Richard Cheese if he's there when you are. And keep your wallet in your front pocket.

[jjcourtright]

I certainly don't go to just flush my money away. I just love the "feel" of sitting at a table talking to complete strangers, kind of a non-silent variation on people watching. And, I always keep my wallet in my front pocket. I don't understand why sitting lopsided all day makes sense.

[Denyse]

Or, you could do very well by just looking down everywhere you walk...

My father is notorious for finding lots of money this way. When I was little, we walked into the Hacienda Hotel (where Mandalay Bay now stands) and he immediately found a wad of cash someone had dropped...Several hundred dollars. He's found $25 chips, change and a $100 bill once, just by cruising the casino. Efexeye is also lucky this way...But his luck tends toward people who got a bonus on a slot machine, but instead thought they went bust and walked away. He won something like $150 on a machine that someone had left alone. He got another $40 by sitting next to a broken machine...The maintenance guy showed up, asked if it had been his machine, and handed him the uncollected winnings that had jammed the thing up...There's more than one way to be lucky in Vegas.

That being said, my darling husband also LOST a shitload of money on a frigging Star Wars Penny Slot (several hundred $ in about an hour)...So stay away from those things...

[Gotherella]

Actually, the wallet-lifting was in Laughlin, but it's almost the same thing.

When I was younger my folks used to take us to Vegas all the time. On one trip we went to see Chuck Berry and Jerry Lee Lewis. After the show, Jerry Lee's cousin (he had to be around fifty) started hitting on my little sister. I told him, "She's only 16." He got the scariest grin on his face I've ever seen. I grabbed her by the hair and dragged her away as fast as I could.

[jjcourtright]

Now those are the stories that I want to hear.

[karmattack]

That being said, my darling husband also LOST a shitload of money on a frigging Star Wars Penny Slot (several hundred $ in about an hour)...So stay away from those things... That's amazing...if for nothing else, than his Flash-like abilities to feed that slot machine. Judging by the word "several," that's at least 30,000 plays/hour.

[Denyse]

He was feeding $100 bills into the dollar feeder. And he was max betting, which is actually about $2.50 per pull on a penny machine...
Flash skills not required.

[FanGirl]

I have no bad or sexy Vegas stories, sadly. I can say for those people who don't know that the end of a song is the end of the lap dance. If another song comes on, you're paying for another lapdance. Three of my guy friends on three separate occassions learned this the hard way. The hard way costing them $200-300 just for the lap dances. I've never been to a strip club and I knew this. Also, if you pay more than $300 in an hour, they make you customer of the week and take your pic at the ATM. I had a co-worker who discovered this.

Random tips: Flamingo and MGM have the best breakfast buffets, Romulan Ale (from the Hilton Star Trek experince) will make you sick and die your tongue blue, take the time to watch the Vegas Airport info videos they are hysterical, slots facing people pay off best and if you play blackjack at the Flamingo and get Blackjack with and actual black jack you get a free room.

[ratm1966]

I've only been to the Vegas Airport and that was just for a layover.

[highriskrc]

I didn't like Vegas too much... I went there to do a show one time and all the lights gave me a headache.... I just went back to my room, took a shower, drank a beer and was happy to go to Carson City the next day.
www.robbiecassidy.4t.com

[Matt1]

Some of you have already heard this story, but some of you haven't so what the hell.

This was a few years back, when my mom was still going out with this guy Jack who was a "doorman" at the Golden Nugget Casino. Doorman wasn't his sole occupation however. His real job, the one that allowed him to live far beyond the means of a mere doorman, involved... well, let's just call it debt collection via force, amongst other not quite legal activities.

Anyway, my mom and I go to visit him on New Year's Eve. More to the point, I go to stay at his house and watch Dick Clark's rockin' New Year's Eve special, while they go to a ball being thrown by Mr. Mayor of Vegas himself, Oscar Goodman.

So midnight rolls around and I get the inkling to go outside and have a quick look at all the fireworks going off in the distance. So, wearing nothing but a white tee and boxers, I step out on the front porch to have a gander. The fireworks go off (they were really pretty) and so I decide to go back inside. I reach for the door knob and turn...

Nothing. Won't budge.

What Jack had neglected to tell me was that his door had the nasty little habit of locking automatically when you closed it.

So there I was, in my thin white tee and boxers locked outside of his house. In Vegas. The desert. At night. In the middle of winter.

About four or so in the morning, my mom and Jack show up. By that time, I had scaled his 10 ft. high fence and camped out on the back porch. Also by that time, my entire face was white and numb, along with my feet. When I finally got inside and into a hot shower, it felt as though they were burning. Later I learned these were the first stages of frostbite.

And I bet after the first two paragraphs you thought this story would involve cool Mafia shit. :p

[Mighty Wingman]

Actually we were hoping for hookers... or at least naked dancing girls
I hear they're good at curing frostbite

Wait. That sounds like a game show doesn't it, "Hoping for Hookers" ?

[JK]

Never been to Vegas. The fiancee has an aunt that lives there- retired showgirl. She used to be married to James Caan or she dated him for a few years, Hell I don't remember. But the fiancee is always talking about eloping to Vegas. If we do, I'm sure both our mothers would disown us. After all, the wedding isn't for us...

I'd rather go to Nawleans, 'chere.

[bwdial]

I'm not big on bright lights and loud noises, so I'm not much of a Vegas guy. However, about ten years ago I was in Vegas for a HIDA convention, and had gone into the casino to play a little red/black roulette (yeah baby...high stakes...'cause that's how I roll) and observe the goings on.
There was a table nearby (the specific type of which escapes me) and one of the fellas there was on a roll. Lots of hollering and fist pumps. Anyway, about the time I notice him, I notice a pair of young ladies approaching. One was wearing matching sweatbands...one for a top and one for a skirt...and the other was wearing a sequined bra and completely see through I Dream of Genie pants. They walk up and begin chatting Mr. Lucky up. He starts paying attention to them and allowing his ego to be stroked. Long story short...his run started going south. He gets re-involved in the game, turns to continue talking to the ladies and they are gone.
I don't know if they were hookers who realized he wouldn't be able to pay or weapons of mass distraction deployed by the casino to scuttle the S.S. Highroller, but I got a good laugh out of it.

[karmattack]

Hot Coolers. Who'da thunk it?

[bwdial]

Hot Coolers. Who'da thunk it?

Sort of like refrigeration.

[jjcourtright]

Back from Vegas. Unbeknownst to me, the wife arranged for us to re-do our wedding vows(it was our fifth anniversary). Here's some pics:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v30/jjcourtright/vegas4.jpg

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v30/jjcourtright/vegas10.jpg

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v30/jjcourtright/vegas1.jpg

[Denyse]

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Good for you guys! Glad you had fun!

[Gotherella]

Could you two be any cuter? :D
Congrats!

[jjcourtright]

No, we couldn't! Julio took 13 pictures of us, and I'm pretty sure that they are the 13 best pictures that we've ever taken together. Usually, we are drunk, or closing our eyes...not in any of these ones. We saved the getting drunk for after the wedding.

[Mighty Wingman]

Heeeeyyy ! J.J. 's Back ! Wassup my kneegrow?

[FanGirl]

Welcome back. I will be there on Friday night. Did you win any money? Eat anywhere worth recommending?

[jjcourtright]

Had one good day of gambling...and two bad ones. Nothing terrible, maybe down $80 from gambling, total. Nothing to write home about, foodwise.

Forgot to mention, we got remarried in The Little White Wedding Chapel, the same place that Britney Spears married George Costanza.

[Efexeye]

Awwwwwwww.

[ILovePapaSmurf]

Congrats JJ! So adorable! :)

[FanGirl]

I am mere hours away from leaving for Vegas, Baby, Vegas. I shall return on Sunday. Hopefully with lots of money and/or stories

[TLS]

Oooh, I hope you win lots of money... oh and don't forget to have fun (though I think they both go hand in hand here.) Anyway, have a great time and bring back pictures or postcards. :)

[FanGirl]

I'm going to try and get some good pics. Try and show off the fact 've lost 32 pounds.

[jjcourtright]

The tables at the Monte Carlo were quite giving. Where are you staying?

[TLS]

Ooh, congrats. I wish I could say the same. Easter screws it up for me every year. Though it's warmer out now, so maybe I'll do some swimming to burn off the tummy.
I look forward to seeing the pics. I've never been to Vegas, but maybe I'll go someday, if only it were closer...

[FanGirl]

Circus, Circus and my other friends are at the Monte Carlo. I think I'll be swimming in their pool at some point. I am more of a slots girl myself. Although, I might try craps this time around.

[jjcourtright]

I'm telling you, hit the tables at the Monte Carlo. I think I made $45 in 10 minutes. Even I don't get paid that much. Also be sure to hit up the Monte Carlo's brewery. The have big-ass football-shaped beers. And, I'm guessing that you could make a killing putting some money on the Pistons to win the series. This whole playoffs they've only played hard when they really needed to...and they have to win the next two games or their season is over. Should be a pretty big payoff.

[FanGirl]

But I was going to put all my money on the Bears to win the superbowl!

[psychofiend]

But I was going to put all my money on the Bears to win the superbowl!
No, that's a bad idea. Go with the Cowboys... I always do.
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[FanGirl]

Vegas, baby, Vegas indeed. I have stories!!

So on our way to Vegas we stop at Primm on the Nevada border to gas up. I drop 2 quaters in the slot machine in the gas station and win $123. The we check in and I tell the guy it's my friend's 30th and if there is anything they can do. Free room upgrade. Then we hang out in the casino waiting for our friends to arrive. 3 quarters and bam $110. So then I have to wait in the tables area for my friends to finish and I decide what the hell so I walk over the roulette table and put $5 on black and $5 on Black 17. Bam - Black 17. This was all within 3 hours of setting foot in Nevada.

So the rest of the trip was ups and downs. I used the money to treat the birthday boy, food, taxis, and more gambling. I learned to play craps and never left the craps table without being up at least $30. Craps is fun, let me tell you. My friend only played craps and walked away $500 up.

The Winn is gorgeous. They had the most amazing buffet ever. If I could afford to stay there, I would. They had the highest tables I've seen. $1000 min on a blackjack table. I don't even know what color that chip would be. I HIGHLY recommend at least walking around it and trying the buffet. It was $30, but so incredibly worth it.

[slizzelizzel]

Okay, os how much did they pay you to tell us it was easy to win, exactly? ;)

[jjcourtright]

We sadly didn't make it over to the Wynn, but we did see some $1000 min tables at Ceasars. It was the final night of filming for The Contender, so the crowd was higher rolling than it typically is.

[jjcourtright]

And, I'm guessing that you could make a killing putting some money on the Pistons to win the series. This whole playoffs they've only played hard when they really needed to...and they have to win the next two games or their season is over. Should be a pretty big payoff.

Pistons win. (http://sports.espn.go.com/nba/recap?gameId=250606014)

I hope you took my advice. I spent last night kicking myself for not having you put down a bet for me. Bah...from now on, if anybody is going to Vegas, they get the job of being my bookie.

[Efexeye]

Pistons win. (http://sports.espn.go.com/nba/recap?gameId=250606014)

I hope you took my advice. I spent last night kicking myself for not having you put down a bet for me. Bah...from now on, if anybody is going to Vegas, they get the job of being my bookie.

My father-in-law is there right now- he'll do it for ya!

[jjcourtright]

I'm much less confident in the Pistons chances against the Spurs than I was against the Heat...let me see what else is coming up though.

[karmattack]

Damn, what a game that was last night. Whoo boy. I agree about the Spurs. The Pistons called down the thunder and Duncan's got it.

[jjcourtright]

I just found out that somebody is going to pay to send me to Vegas. Granted it is to evaluate me for a potential job and not to gamble, but a man's got to eat, right? Can't go to Vegas and not satisfy my itchy gamblin' finger.

If all goes well, this job will be the springboard into politics that I've been expecting. Two questions: Who flies somebody to another state to evaluate them for a job that they will be doing in the state that they are currently in? Who sends me to Vegas to evaluate me for a job that will potentially determine my future? Maybe sending me to Vegas is part of the test...

[Dave]

you know some Gold Bond Medicated cream will cure that itchy gamblin' finger

http://www.anptv.com/img-bin/gold%20bond%20copy.JPG

[jjcourtright]

Well kids, I'm off to Vegas tomorrow. Anybody need me to place a bet for them? I'm guessing that betting on the Astros to win the series would pay out huge if that were to happen.

[Zens7s]

Well kids, I'm off to Vegas tomorrow. Anybody need me to place a bet for them? I'm guessing that betting on the Astros to win the series would pay out huge if that were to happen.
I would like you to place a bet for me. I bet that next time I get to go to Vegas I won't go with someone who went to bed everynight before ten.

Have a good time and, as FanGirl says..."Don't do anything you would do." :)

[FanGirl]

Too bad it's not a weekend that I could just hop in the car and come meet you there. How long will you be there?

[Zens7s]

Too bad it's not a weekend that I could just hop in the car and come meet you there. How long will you be there?
I can hop in the car and meet for gambling too. In Shreveport. ;)

[jjcourtright]

Too bad it's not a weekend that I could just hop in the car and come meet you there. How long will you be there?Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday.

From what I've heard, the evaluation is pretty intense. 16 hour days intense. I'm hoping to make it over to the hotels at least one night, but I haven't yet got my agenda so not sure if that will even be possible. I might have to settle for playing the slots at McCarren.

[Zens7s]

Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday.

From what I've heard, the evaluation is pretty intense. 16 hour days intense. I'm hoping to make it over to the hotels at least one night, but I haven't yet got my agenda so not sure if that will even be possible. I might have to settle for playing the slots at McCarren.
My ex-mother in law won a bunch of money at the airport there once. I didn't think it was possible, but she did it.

EDIT: I just realized how she did it. She had a pact with Satan. I knew this before, but I didn't know that it covered gambling success also...instead of just making others miserable.

[FanGirl]

I won $50 at the slots in the Vegas airport. It's possible. Always play the machines that are the most visible to the public.

[actualsize]

Thursday, Friday, Saturday, Sunday.

From what I've heard, the evaluation is pretty intense. 16 hour days intense. I'm hoping to make it over to the hotels at least one night, but I haven't yet got my agenda so not sure if that will even be possible. I might have to settle for playing the slots at McCarren.McBummer...

The "evaluation"? WTF?

If you are a car nut, and can stay after, the SEMA show, one of the biggest car-related conventions will be in town the following Mon~Fri. It's an industry show, so you can't just walk in, but there will be a lot of cool machines rolling up and down the strip all week.

[jjcourtright]

I heard that SEMA was going to be there prior to heading out. Didn't see anything getting set up while I was there, though.

I think I ruled the school while I was there. I was competing against a bunch of carpenters, I was the lone non-carpenter amongst the 33 of us, to basically see who was the best at communicating. Just taking bullshit Comm. classes in college gave me a huge leg up. Now it is just wait and see time. The hardest part is getting the council convinced that they need a political director. If they go for it, then I'm a shoe-in, as I'm the one that proposed the position, and therefore the only one to "apply" for it.

We made it out to the casinos on the first and last night that we were there. First night I did pretty good. Turned $20 into $85 at the blackjack tables at the Tropicana. Last night didn't go so well. Lost $45 at the tables at Sam's Town. That was by far the most depressing casino I've ever been to. Ended the weekend down only $40 including the one drink that I had to buy, parking, and taxis. Can't complain, I would have spent more than that had I stayed in Colorado.

[BAMSS04]

Keep us posted!!!

[actualsize]

The hardest part is getting the council convinced that they need a political director. If they go for it, then I'm a shoe-in, as I'm the one that proposed the position, and therefore the only one to "apply" for it.I'd say that this qualifies you for a career in politics more than anything else! Good luck!

[Dave]

I'll be going to Vegas for the National Association of Broadcasters convention at the end of April this spring (sunday the 23 - weds. 26th). Anyone want to get their gamble on?

[FanGirl]

Ohh...ask me again in a month and the answer might be more on the positive side. I'd prolly go for the weekend. You think you could go a day early?

[Dave]

I'm trying to work that out now....

[jjcourtright]

I'd love to...but I'm having car problems right now. Not sure how much that's going to set me back.

[TLS]

You too?

I feel your pain. If it's not one car, then it's the other. The Jeep died last week, now I have to share my old Honda (which doesn't sound too pretty-literally it makes this ear cringing noise everytime I turn a corner).

If they only sold cars that didn't come with trouble. It's the year 2006, you think we'd have the technology to invent something that has parts that don't brake. What ever happened to the wonderful word - indestructible?

[Zens7s]

You too?

I feel your pain. If it's not one car, then it's the other. The Jeep died last week, now I have to share my old Honda (which doesn't sound too pretty-literally it makes this ear cringing noise everytime I turn a corner).

If they only sold cars that didn't come with trouble. It's the year 2006, you think we'd have the technology to invent something that has parts that don't brake. What ever happened to the wonderful word - indestructible?
We have the technology...but it isn't financially beneficial for companies to make things that are indistructable. Sad, but true.

[Dave]

It's a sad fact that the auto companies make the cars to be disposible these days. where 2 years ago most cars were built of steel, they are mostly fiberglass these days with steel cages for the passanger compartment

[FanGirl]

This is the same reason we will never see a cure for the common cold. It would crash the economy. Just think of how many products are in the aisle at the grocery store decidated to make cold symptoms better.

[ILovePapaSmurf]

I would love to go to Vegas since i've never really been there, however, each time I plan on going I always dream that I am going to end up hung over, tatted and laying the middle of a bunch of strippers.... wait, that doesn't sound too bad, now does it?

[Graceful17]

I wouldn't mind taking a trip to Vegas after my 21st birthday. However my vision isn't as pleasent... i imagine coming home completely broke, fat from all the buffets and such, and with the worst hangover EVER from sitting at slot machines and texas holdem' tables with free drinks constantly being delivered.
Hello Advil and bank loans. Sounds peachy.

[Zens7s]

I wouldn't mind taking a trip to Vegas after my 21st birthday. However my vision isn't as pleasent... i imagine coming home completely broke, fat from all the buffets and such, and with the worst hangover EVER from sitting at slot machines and texas holdem' tables with free drinks constantly being delivered.
Hello Advil and bank loans. Sounds peachy.
I would avoid the Buffets. My ex-husband ended up in the hospital in Vegas for four days from a food poisoning virus. Besides, if you are going to do Vegas and not gamble the whole time some of the best restaurants in the world are in that mile.

[jjcourtright]

Well it looks like I'm going back to Vegas, but I'll be out there the week after Dave. May 5th is our first night there. Third trip to Vegas in 12 months...I love my life.

[DarthMaulRat]

I remember my crazy time in Vegas. I was 13... and couldn't really do anything. Of course, I finally went to Atlantic City last year... only to realize that there I really didn't want to do anything. I played a few rounds of poker but couldn't ignore how trashy and rundown everything looked. Sorry to anyone who feels different, but Atlantic City is like the county fair of legalized gambling. It's good if you like tacky and loud, but it's not for everyone.

[jjcourtright]

I'm off to see the Vegas, the wonderful Vegas of Las.

Hopefully this place and all of you are here when I get back on Wednesday. If not, I'll track you down.

[Dave]

I had much fun in Vegas last week. Barbary Coast was my friend and the Excalibur is now my mortal enemy!!!!

[jjcourtright]

I'm pretty sure that Frank Black was on my plane rides both to and from Vegas. Didn't have the balls to ask him, though.

We had a pretty good time. I'm pretty sure that somebody slipped me some "forget-me-nows" at the Hard Rock. Ended up passing out on the floor of a hotel room and don't remember getting back to our hotel. Ended up down about $100 from gambling.

We went out for a ridiculously expensive meal at Alize. (http://www.alizelv.com/) $357 for the four of us to eat, but it was by far the best meal that I've ever had. At prices like that, you expect to get a fancy, but tiny meal. That was not the case there. I had the ribeye, and I ended up with two steaks that must have been 8oz each.

Tried doing some celebrity watching at the MGM during the de la Hoya fight, but didn't see anybody.

[Dave]

I'm pretty sure that Frank Black was on my plane rides both to and from Vegas. Didn't have the balls to ask him, though.


If only you had had the stones, i would have moved in with you, just to be near to one who talked to the great one (also to get in on this Communist drinking club you have going on).

Fill us in on the details as you can remember them about being Ruffed at the Hard Rock, too.

[Mighty Wingman]

I may be getting a job modding at the communist drinking club.

I'm afraid your attitude means there wont be any Cream of Wheat for you when you wake up in the morning though.

[FanGirl]

Speaking of Vegas, I came across a cool little podcast called "Living in Las Vegas" which is by a couple who moved there from Cali. Great little stories about what it's like to live in Sin City. I learned alot about buying a brand new house in a subdivision just from the first podcast. I...err...Daisy is going to be reviewing it next month.

[Dave]

I may be getting a job modding at the communist drinking club.

I'm afraid your attitude means there wont be any Cream of Wheat for you when you wake up in the morning though.


Who the hell wants Cream of Wheat anyway? ugggh.

Still the the Tag Line for Drinking Liberally (which is a great name BTW) should be something like, "More Fun thru Socialism"

[Mighty Wingman]

I'm thinking more along the lines of "Life is so much sweeter when you can forget that republicans live here too." ;)

[Dave]

Don't i know it. I'm listening to a "sports talk" show right now on the radio, and somehow it's turned into abunch of Roy Moore apologists calling in.... Stupid dead months with no sports

but, but Playoff Basketball..

I SAID THERE WERE NO SPORTS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW!!!!

[Mighty Wingman]

Who the fuck is Roy Moore ?

[jjcourtright]

5 ton-10 commandments-in-the-courthouse guy.

So here's what happened at the Hard Rock:

We started Sunday by going to a champagne brunch. Got decently toasted there. I drank at least a bottle of champagne by myself. After that, we all decided to keep our buzz going for the rest of the day. Since we were in the Aladdin, the girls wanted to go shopping there. With a 24 oz Kirin Ichiban in hand, I had no argument with it. Shopped for about an hour, then went back to our hotel room. Pounded a couple of beers there, just to keep us rolling on the way to the Hard Rock. Got over there and hung out for a while at a cabana of a guy from Colorado Springs that I didn't know, but the girl that we went to Vegas with did. The pool at the Hard Rock reminded me of Mexico during our senior trip. Drinkin', dancin', drinkin', grindin'. Girls in various states of undress. One girl had at least half of her ass-cleavage showing. Next thing I know she's lying down on a lounge chair, "shirt" hiked up around her neck with a girl on each nipple. It was crazy. We decided to head up to the guys room to get some food and drink. While waiting for room service, I discovered Vodka and cranberry juice. As I'm sure most of you know, cranberry juice masks vodka quite well, so I was making 'em nice and stiff. Next thing I knew, my buddy was waking me up from being passed out on the floor. I drank alot that day, but I don't think it was near enough to cause me to just pass out. I got up had half a burger and kept drinking.

[By-tor]

One girl had at least half of her ass-cleavage showing. Next thing I know she's lying down on a lounge chair, "shirt" hiked up around her neck with a girl on each nipple. And, I hate you. ;)

[Dave]

Well, i know for sure that I'll be keeping the Hard Rock Pool Cams (http://www.hardrockhotel.com/peep_poolcams.php) live on my computer from now on after hearing that.

[jjcourtright]

Wow. That could be quite handy.

[Dave]

if you know the date and time of the "nipple attack" you could probably find it in the Photo Album

[jjcourtright]

I really shouldn't be looking at that at work...but if you want to, it was Sunday, May 7th. Probably around 6 or 7PM. The girl had on a neon green (maybe flowery) bottom and what looked like a cut-off wife beater for a top.

[jjcourtright]

Well kids, I'm off to Vegas yet again. I leave tomorrow afternoon, so I probably won't be making an appearance tomorrow.

And for the record, I'm staying at Terribles which is just next door to the Hard Rock (where some of our friends are staying) so I'm hoping to relive the Hard Rock pool craziness.

[Dave]

Let the Pool Cams Roll!!!!!

[FanGirl]

Okay someone needs to start a discussion while JJ is gone. I'm 200 or so posts away from 2nd highest poster. He's gone for the weekend so now's my chance.

[jjcourtright]

I heard that.

[ILovePapaSmurf]

I might be in Vegas next weekend as it is my brother's 21st birthday and he really wants to get drunk in another city than his own. Oh, the fun.... *rolls eyes*

[FanGirl]

Dammit. You said you were leaving for Vegas. Go shoo!

[jjcourtright]

Quick Recap:

Had a big, but expensive beer at the CS airport. Slept on plane. Landed. Got to the hotel. Despite the name, "Terrible's" is decidedly not terrible. The casino was small, but the bathrooms had fancy fixtures, and the flat screen TVs were nice, too. Went to dinner, pounded back some margaritas, ate the best burrito I've ever had. Went to our room, pounded some more drinks. Went to the strip club. The girl that paid the bachelor the most attention, the one that he described as beautiful, looked like Tom Petty with a bangin' body. Me and two other guys did our best to appear gay so as not to have to spend much money at the strip club. Succeeded admirably...aside from paying $7 for bottles of MGD. Back at 1AM, sat at one blackjack table until 6:45AM, while just treading water with my $40. Best line of the weekend happened at that table when Grossman asked a lady if she wanted to "Go halfsies on a bastard child." Saturday morning led to the much talked about "Ice cream-filled doughnut" at Terrible's buffet, which was quite close to terrible. After an oddisey to find some swimtrunks to replace the ones that I left at my house, we hit the Hard Rock pool. Apparently the big party that I witnessed in May only occurs on Sundays. There was a wee bit of flashing going on, but security put a quick end to that, which of course brought out the boo-birds. Got fancied up for clubbin'. Ate dinner at a cool restaurant, all sorts of Rock-n-Roll memorabilia on the walls. Even a mention of Roman Polanski(!) frequenting the place on the menu. Went "clubbin'" except I didn't. In addition to paying the cover charge, everybody was required to grease the doorman's hands. At that point, I was down to my last $26 in cash, so I did not indulge him. Went back to Terrible's. Hit the same table as the night before. Went on quite a roll. Had one hand where I split 6's 4 times(!) and doubled-down on two of those. Since I'm a cheap ass, I was only betting $5 at a time, but that still meant that I won $35! Ended up turning my $26 into $144 by 4:30AM. My son's Godfather was not so lucky. He ended his stay at the table by losing $170 on one hand. Rumor has it that he then went on to lose $320 on one spin of the roulette wheel. Sadly "Gamblor" has a pretty tight grip on him. Went to sleep. Woke up 4-1/2 hours later. Left Vegas at 80 degrees. Arrived in Colorado to 42 degrees. Pool on Saturday. Snow this morning.

[Sheriff]

Sounds like fun!

Reminds me of:

"Why is this place so crowded?"

"10 dollar beer night."

[actualsize]

OK, this is an ancient thread. But Vegas still lives!

I'm here at the invitation of a high-buck Italian automaker, and I'm on the clock. They fed us a haute dinner and filled us with wine and let us ogle their new car.

The table at which we ate (about 40 of us) was a little...wide. No one could quite tell why--until the models started prancing up and down and gyrating to "Seven Nation Army" just before appetizers were served.

Outside the high-lux tent, we could see the supercars we'd eyed earlier speeding around the tent with their shrieking exhaust notes piped in through the speakers at an approximate volume of eleven.

Just before the main course, Ninjas ran at each other down the center of the table and engaged in a bit of mock combat for about five minutes.

Before desert, the models were back--this time in overcoats that came off rather quickly. I forget what music was on in the background. But don't worry; it was all in good taste. They wore bikinis and kep' 'em on.

For coffee, it all went pear-shaped when an opera singer strolled down the table singing an aria. She didn't fall or anything, and she did her thing, dawg--I simply can't stand opera.

Fast cars, girls, booze, ninjas, more girls, cars again, and opera. Vegas, baby.