Wednesday, November 10, 2004
Look at all the beautiful babies. You're money!
As I'm sure you all know, Nina has pretty much covered our trip to Vegas as far as the basic details of our success and drunkenness. So I thought I'd just put out some observations about my trip.
First off, I had one hellagood time, even though we got our asses handed to us. I drank myself stupid within the first hour of table play on our first night. Nina didn't start drinking until I was already half gone so I never knew how hammered she was until we got back to the hotel room and she was acting as goofy as I was. I remember ordering my first Heineken, and then my next three. Then all of the sudden, it just hit me like a wave. Bam, I'm drunk. But I can still play good blackjack and that brings me one step closer to my lifelong goal of being Val Kilmer's Doc Holiday in Tombstone.
The Hilton is a pretty cool hotel. It's off the strip, getting just a little bit old but still pulling four stars. The tables are usually $10 minimums, which sucks because when I'm losing my shirt I like to drop down to five bucks per hand, just to stretch my money enough to get shitfaced on free drinks. The cocktail waitresses were always pretty good about bringing us our drinks, but their uniforms aren't as cute as I would like. Better than the girls at Mandalay Bay. Imagine that costume Cher wore in her "Turn Back Time" video, but made out of your grandmother's curtains. The girls at the Imperial Palace have the cutest little outfits by far. Stardust, Luxor, Excaliber are nice too. Oh, and the adorable little cocktails at the MGM Grand are really nice too. Not so much at the Sahara or Caesar's Palace. The girls at the Bellagio and Venetian just didn't do it for me. And the lovely ladies of New York, New York and Paris Las Vegas were just plain hotties. I haven't been to the Rio and I can't remember the girls from the Stratosphere. I'll keep you posted.
Damn, where did all that come from? Sorry, honey. Don't be mad. You're still the hottest piece of ass I've ever seen. Beautiful, sure. Always lovely and impossible cute. But most of all, smoldering "going to break that ass in half" fucking hot!
So one of the biggest surprises about this trip was that Nina and I put her two little sisters to shame. For weeks before we left Nina was talking about how they were going to want to go clubbing and stay out drinking all night. Nina and I are just about the gambling and the free drinks. But that first night Meagan went to bed early and Rachel just stood there watching us play and drink. They were both dead to the world when we got back to the room that night. Luckily Nina had the forethought to pack a bunch of salami sandwiches, because I was drunk and hungry. I sat on the bathroom floor eating my sandwich while Nina took a piss. You know we're drunk now. And for the record, salami sandwiches keep better than any other lunchmeat I've found.
Over the next couple days we went all over the strip playing and drinking. Nina and I always try to make friends with our dealer. Everyone at the table is Nina's friend. It's annoying, really. And for some reason, every dealer just automatically assumes that I'm fair game for fucking with. What is it about me that screams "tease me, I love it"? I know I have some odd behavior and mannerisms sometimes, but lay off dicks. Deal the fucking cards. Anyway, every day Nina and I were the first ones up and the last ones to crash. We drank more, played more, and cut loose more than either of them. So much for the vigor of youth. One funny moment was when we got back to the room at 4:30 AM and were supposed to get up at 6:30. Once the lights were out Nina, in true Nina form, asked "so what do you guys want to do tomorrow, to which Meagan replied "go to sleep". HA!!! Thank you, Meagan! You see Nina? You are NOT normal. Bedtime is bedtime. Fuck or sleep, pick one. Conversation is not an option. TA-DOW!
I'd tell you a whole lot more, but as they say: what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
First off, I had one hellagood time, even though we got our asses handed to us. I drank myself stupid within the first hour of table play on our first night. Nina didn't start drinking until I was already half gone so I never knew how hammered she was until we got back to the hotel room and she was acting as goofy as I was. I remember ordering my first Heineken, and then my next three. Then all of the sudden, it just hit me like a wave. Bam, I'm drunk. But I can still play good blackjack and that brings me one step closer to my lifelong goal of being Val Kilmer's Doc Holiday in Tombstone.
The Hilton is a pretty cool hotel. It's off the strip, getting just a little bit old but still pulling four stars. The tables are usually $10 minimums, which sucks because when I'm losing my shirt I like to drop down to five bucks per hand, just to stretch my money enough to get shitfaced on free drinks. The cocktail waitresses were always pretty good about bringing us our drinks, but their uniforms aren't as cute as I would like. Better than the girls at Mandalay Bay. Imagine that costume Cher wore in her "Turn Back Time" video, but made out of your grandmother's curtains. The girls at the Imperial Palace have the cutest little outfits by far. Stardust, Luxor, Excaliber are nice too. Oh, and the adorable little cocktails at the MGM Grand are really nice too. Not so much at the Sahara or Caesar's Palace. The girls at the Bellagio and Venetian just didn't do it for me. And the lovely ladies of New York, New York and Paris Las Vegas were just plain hotties. I haven't been to the Rio and I can't remember the girls from the Stratosphere. I'll keep you posted.
Damn, where did all that come from? Sorry, honey. Don't be mad. You're still the hottest piece of ass I've ever seen. Beautiful, sure. Always lovely and impossible cute. But most of all, smoldering "going to break that ass in half" fucking hot!
So one of the biggest surprises about this trip was that Nina and I put her two little sisters to shame. For weeks before we left Nina was talking about how they were going to want to go clubbing and stay out drinking all night. Nina and I are just about the gambling and the free drinks. But that first night Meagan went to bed early and Rachel just stood there watching us play and drink. They were both dead to the world when we got back to the room that night. Luckily Nina had the forethought to pack a bunch of salami sandwiches, because I was drunk and hungry. I sat on the bathroom floor eating my sandwich while Nina took a piss. You know we're drunk now. And for the record, salami sandwiches keep better than any other lunchmeat I've found.
Over the next couple days we went all over the strip playing and drinking. Nina and I always try to make friends with our dealer. Everyone at the table is Nina's friend. It's annoying, really. And for some reason, every dealer just automatically assumes that I'm fair game for fucking with. What is it about me that screams "tease me, I love it"? I know I have some odd behavior and mannerisms sometimes, but lay off dicks. Deal the fucking cards. Anyway, every day Nina and I were the first ones up and the last ones to crash. We drank more, played more, and cut loose more than either of them. So much for the vigor of youth. One funny moment was when we got back to the room at 4:30 AM and were supposed to get up at 6:30. Once the lights were out Nina, in true Nina form, asked "so what do you guys want to do tomorrow, to which Meagan replied "go to sleep". HA!!! Thank you, Meagan! You see Nina? You are NOT normal. Bedtime is bedtime. Fuck or sleep, pick one. Conversation is not an option. TA-DOW!
I'd tell you a whole lot more, but as they say: what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
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hey! it works. except i forgot what i was going to post. i'm sure it was witty as hell, though.
hehe. you said hellagood. :P
hehe. you said hellagood. :P
They give you free drinks in Vegas??? Yay! Sit me down at a Pai Gow table and call me drunk! The waitresses at the Rio wear these ugly Carnaval-type costumes... I wonder if there's any hotels with hot guys? ;) meow.
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