Viva Las Vegas

Las Vegas, the place where you'll need a Sam Adams at 9 in the morning to "get the taste of weed and hooker spit" outta your mouth. But seriously Vegas, great place but only in small doses. 3-4 days or a long weekend is just amount that perfect amount of time.

I was out there for the beginning of March Madness. Great time, but way too many little drunk girls running around on spring break. Not to mention the train wrecks that were there. On the flight from Salt Lake to Vegas (thanks Delta) there just happened to be a woman, who probably had a good 10K worth of work done. The lips, the girls, botox, etc. My friends and I were trying to figure out if she was going for business or pleasure. Wouldn't be surprised if it was for the former. But just as soon as I thought we only had to see the train wreck on the plane, no she had to be in the taxi line with us and pass us every time we moved closer in line. I just wanted to poke my eyes out with a rusty screw driver it was that bad.

To make up for that awfulness, the cabbie we had was great. Funny as hell, even offered to give us a ride to a strip club when he was working. We didn't take him up on the offer, but probably better than the minions on the street pimping out the flyers, or the sleazy guys asking if you want to go to the strip club.

That was followed by walking the strip and seeing an over abundance of booty dresses. Some that were fine and some that well shouldn't have gone with that outfit. There were a LOT of those, but its Vegas and everyones all about the booze.

The highlight of the trip was the use of my "analog blog." I have a randomness book that I keep, and lets just say the goal was to make the book. Lets say there were some quality lines that made the book:

- Me: make a comment about a girl, my friend:" I'm Afraid of what she might do... I'm afraid I might like it"

- Girl walks past in something that shouldn't have been worn, my friend" Her Legs are a little to sausage-ie for my liking"

There were a few more that came out after our 3 games of beer pong at Excalibur, but I just decided I didn't want to bust out the book on the street.

Some other notes:

-Sports book and March Madness: everyone jumps or cries with every shot. I was in that boat a few times.

-Saturdays in March = Tons of Vegas weddings.

Gotta love Vegas, that's all I'll say.