It is only fitting that I caught Swingers on the tube this week.
The Universe must have known I had yet another trip planned for Vegas.
I don't mean to Vegas-hate, but, come on lets be real, it is a BIZARRE place.
Hmm, lets build a shiny, out of scale, disneyland with gambling in the middle of the desert. Then lets try to make it a family place, no wayz out, that might not be a good idea.
Screw Paris, who needs to go there, lets bring Paris to us, we can build our own Eiffel Tower.
Screw NY, who needs to really go there, bring the statue of liberty here, or you can just buy a book about it at the gift shop.
If we build casinos that no one can find their way out of, we can make lots of money.
Lets spend a million dollars on bears made of carnations, and reindeer made of pecans and people will come from all over to see this crap. Then we can feed them in troths, make them pay $15 for wireless to post on their blog, make sure they see more boobs in a weekend than they do all year, offer them free drinks so they will become robotic gamblers, and overstimulate them until they go out of their minds so their reality is skewed enough to think this is the greatest place on earth.
Of course I am referring mostly to the strip because other parts of Vegas can be groovy.
In fact, my favorite international market is in Vegas.
Think Cosco meets every ethnic country. Cheap, awesome, and you are likely to find some items that you have no clue of what they are.
Wish I had a car this trip. Sob.
All that said, I am having fun with the women in my family for my cousin's 40th.
I have learned that Criss Angel needs therapy, and that my family is hilarious.
I have to say, a trip away for Mama, with some of her girls, does the mind and spirit good.
And being able to pee and shower alone and uninterupted, well, I had forgotten how good that could be.
I only hope my cousin has a but of amnesia about her party when it comes time for my 40th.
I think I will request a trip to an Indian sweatlodge just to see what my family does.