Time to Say Goodbye

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…And in case you’ve never actually seen the fountain show, here you go. 🙂 (Music and water acrobatics change every time, so you never see the same thing twice). For myself, I am waiting for them to set it to “Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy”. (Damn you, Stripper Cin! Damn you and your smexy cowboy routine!) Note: My little digital camera isn’t the best, so this isn’t anything remotely professional looking. (Also note – this is like 430 megs…so try to buffer it the first time you go to watch).… Read more

Mini Recap

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Airport delays suck. And yet, 3 hours later, here I sit. I was supposed to get into Philly at 10:40 tonight, but now we’re looking at 1 AM. So, guess I’ll blog about Vegas. Running commentary to follow: Day 1: Up for 23 hours straight. Got up at 4:45 AM to get to the airport – got to Vegas at 9:00 (Vegas time). Hit the tables, ate breakfast, took a shower, sorta tried to nap, ate a massive lunch at Maggiano’s, went shopping, went to see Wayne Brady at 9 PM, met AK and Dan at 11 PM, sat at the bar until midnight, went to bed a 1 AM. (Vegas time. Philly time was 3 AM, so yeah – about 23 hours. Idiot.) Day 2: Huge breakfast at the buffet. Went to see the Bodies exhibit at the Luxor. And while there’s a part of me that felt it… Read more

Thunder from Where?

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On a lark, AK and I decided to head down to Excalibur and see the 11 pm showing of the “Thunder from Down Under”. (We got back about 4 hours ago…*cough*. Why yes, it *is* 5 am, why do you ask?) I’ll write up a longer review later, but for now, I leave you with this lovely video of one of the dancers whom I’ve dubbed “Stripper Cindar.” Right now, we’re headed for a helicopter and a sunrise tour of the Grand Canyon. …And just so you all know, he’s *way* hotter in person. 😉… Read more

H is for Huge Gorilla Fart…

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Yes, it’s true. It’s also true I’m in Las Vegas right now and I should have something far wittier to talk about. But I don’t. I’m horribly stuffed full of pound cake and pasta, so I’m not sure I can coherently string two thoughts together. Perhaps tomorrow. In the meantime, here’s the song of the moment. I had to listen to it over and over and over and over last night as we drove up to Philly. Now you can too…… Read more