Saturday, June 23, 2012

Here we go again...

So, here I am AGAIN in Las Vegas for the SECOND time this week.

We're staying at the Gold Coast and the room is actually pretty nice. I haven't left it since we checked in  6 hours ago.

The view isn't so bad either.

Seriously, how lame am I? I'm here in Vegas and I bring three books to read.

I'm also drinking wine from a jug out a plastic cup I found in the bathroom. I know, I know, I'm getting wild and crazy. 

This time I'm here for my friend Kris's bachelorette party. In less than 11 hours I will be at the [somewhere] attempting to learn how to [do something]. I'm pretty sure I will look like a convulsing monkey, but what the hell, it still sounds interesting and I get to be with the family.

I'm just glad I won't be going to see Chippendales again. Frankly, gay men doing choreographed dancing does nothing for me. I'm sure a few drinks and a good conversation would do more for me than watching that show.

We're also going to [some place] later tomorrow night. Once again the [events there] do nothing for me, but that's not the point. The point is to have fun with the girls and I'm sure that will get accomplished.

I'd like to say I'll let you know what happens, but what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right?

Wednesday, June 20, 2012


I just spent the last three days in Las Vegas.

The whole purpose of the trip was for Randy, John, Krista, The Verg, and me to spend time together. Well, that didn't really happen. It turns out that Randy and Krista, and The Verg are gambling machines and John and I are not.

I ended up spending most of my time with Matt and John. I still had fun though.

I wanted a new bathing suite and found this shop called Wet! on Yelp. There, I met this wonderful man named Spero who gave me a lot of suggestions on what bathing suit would be the most flattering on me. The man is a true artist when it comes to custom swimwear. I'm guessing that he has had years of experience working with show girls and strippers in Las Vegas. The shop is located on Sahara off of Arville, or what I like to call "stripper row". He also gave me some suggestion to take care of some "problem areas" I have. I ended up ordering a custom bathing suit and I can't wait to see how it turns out. Really, after the experience I had with Spero I feel like I never ever want to shop anywhere else for swimwear ever again. Everything must come from Spero!

After swim suit shopping Matt, John, and I had dinner Namaste. Now that was some pretty good Indian food! I can't wait to go back there again either. The samosas are to die for and I normally don't like chicken tikka, but this one was juicy and delicious. The owner even sings occasionally.

Rather than gamble Matt, John, and I decided to go ride the zip line over freemont street. So much fun!

At some point I managed to break my favorite pair of heels.

So Matt and I went back to my room to change shoes, but I didn't have the keys so we just ended up lying on the floor waiting for randy to show up with the keys. I'm pretty sure we weren't that drunk, but it seemed right at the time. 

After a relatively short night of drinking we Krista, John, Verg, Matt and I decided that nachos and chow mien was a perfect combination.

That pretty much concluded our trip, the next morning we all went home pretty well drained.