What a sight to see, the Vegas strip- but it kinda reminds me of New York City. The Taxi drivers from Brooklyn and the first thing he says is, "you know, (In a big brooklyn accent) forgettaboutit, Vegas is running out of water, so they are going to recycle the toilet water". Now I have two problems with that, I say, "number one; and number two"?
Vegas is all smoke and mirrors, the devil's delight, a middle finger to God with all his trees, rocks and little bunny rabbits, all that Disney shite. But you know what, its fantastic, for three days anyway, as I said before.
Well we find ourselves in the New York, New York Hotel, even though we have just left New York, New York. Walking through the Greenwich Village part of the Hotel, not missing the pigeons and the homosexuals, just kidding Steve.
We have a great time at the MGM Grand Hotel pool in the day time and lose all our money at night time.
We actually met Howie Mandel, you know from the TV show, Deal or No Deal. I told him that they are actually doing the same show in Africa called, Meal or No Meal, he laughed and walked away.
Speaking of Africa, did you hear that Bono is pleading with the Africans to help the starving Irish!!
I love the slogan they have for Las Vegas, we all know it, "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas". I say, what happens in Vegas you should tell the whole fuckin world, tell everyone because its a mad, brilliant place. But, what happens in the back woods of a West Virginia farm house, or a wee shed in Connemara, Galway, Ireland- now that should stay there.
The MGM Grand Hotel actually has a swim up poker table. That's one of the many things that makes Vegas "awesome". So that means you don't have to leave the game to go to the bathroom. Remember, the Vegas slogan, "What happens in a Vegas pool: stays in a Vegas pool".
Cheers for now and please tip your bartender, especially this broke arse one, remember, I just got back from Vegas- thanks
