Sunday, December 8, 2002

sin city. things you need to know about my weekend in vegas. everybody had a good time. most everybody won. the rodeo was in town. the new z is niiiice. a little kid stumble walked her way over to me and gave my legs a hug. and then ran away, giving no one else hugs. gaga forgot her purse at home, complete with wallet, id, and cell phone. the flamingly gay hotel clerk had a fondness for one of our very own.



angie is the slot machine queen. hong is still the blackjack king. if at first you lose, try try again. unless you're broke. like me. super fun twenty one should be re-named "everybody wins." ryan has got his "stay" "hit" "no drinks, thank you" motions down.while winning at blackjack, stuff chips into your pockets ala pam. betting on the yo didn't win many converts. doubling down did. james dropped twenty on twenty. and won. again.



it takes exactly eight jungle animals to get one large lobster. six ugly bears will net you a large m&m. camel number ten is straight sleeping. it is far easier to roll under eleven, as opposed to thirty or over. the guy working at the stuffed lobster booth really enjoys his job. pam was collecting stuffed animals to donate to kids for christmas. jimmy won a big white tiger with one pitch of his mighty arm. the tiger has been left behind lonely in my trunk. ana's got herself a new man.



james' toes are funny. and useful if you need to hitchhike. susan's right pinkie is crooked. victor and hong can do impersonations of mickey and minnie mouse. angie broke the bathroom lights.



irene alerted us to the prescence of a certain montell jordan at the craps table. angie and hong thought we were scoping out montell williams. the buffet at the bellagio is ridiculously good. the stratosphere tower is 1,149 feet tall and is the tallest building west of the mississippi. drive, don't walk, from bellagio to venetian. there is a golden puffer in the caesar's palace aqaurium. there is no sex in the champagne room.



korean restaurants don't like it when you walk out on them at two in the morning. especially if they were just getting ready to serve you water. mix one part orange juice, seven parts smirnoff for the nastiest screwdriver ever. somewhere between vegas and san diego there is a gas station selling gas for two dollars a gallon. the foodmart featured no running water and a peggy bundy lookalike. jon drove all the way back from vegas. and jon does not drive slow. contrary to popular opinion.



ryan made this last week, before we left. hong made this after ryan made that.

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