Things I’ve learned in Vegas:
Always put the “Do Not Disturb” sign on your door when you’re in the room, otherwise, you hear a lot of foreign language apologies as the maid backs out the door, like you’re really doing something other than sitting in front of your netbook fully clothed.
My maid is going blind. She can’t distinguish between Shampoo and Lotion. I now have three lotions and no shampoo.
Best place to stash your cash in the room is under the anti-fungal can.
Coin slot machines are gone. The Circus had the last ones on the strip, last time I was here, so I brought my bag of quarters. I’ll be cashing them in for cash…
I’m not sure, but I think Keno has gone the way of the coin. I keep lookin but I ain’t seein.
There are more timeshare salespeople on the Strip than hookers. The reason I’m sitting here writing this, as opposed to “Being On The Strip”, is because I’m waiting for Riley and Jess to finish the timeshare presentation they got sucked into for a “Free Show” their first night in.
Coffee is expensive. I went for a $6.99 breakfast special here at the Circus this morning and the deal was kind of soured when they charged me $2.99 for coffee.
My legs still work. In fact, they’re getting stronger each day. Think I’ll hit the Strip!
Hope you’re all doing well.