Leaving Las Vegas

I’m stuck in Vegas all week. Yuck. I don’t like Vegas. Too plastic, too shiny. Too many sad people, too many broken people, too many people trying to fill a hole that can’t be filled with money, sex, food, power, whatever. Too many lost and wandering souls in Vegas, staring slackjawed at the blinking lights.

The only redeeming quality of Vegas is Red Rocks. And I won’t be able to make it out there on this trip.

On the other hand, I did have a very nice $50 steak dinner last night, so why am I complaining? 🙂

11 thoughts on “Leaving Las Vegas

  1. Mmmm, steak. I had a similar reaction to Vegas, then I won 1800 bucks. You should check out the free shows, and if you can, one of the Cirque Du soleiel show.

  2. Money, sex, food, power . . . sounds like NYC!

    While I would agree that Vegas can be depressing, it can also be fun. There are plenty of people that go to Vegas with a budget and have a good time of it. I would agree that gambling is a dangerous thing, but I think if you look, you will find a lot of poeple in Vegas who are just looking for a little time to chill feel invigorated by the thought of winning some money or walking among the audacious buildings.

    I guess the Las Vegas commercial campaign has not made a believer out of you.

  3. I’m sorry, but I can’t get over Lu’s santa name. I think that’s a porn star name, not a santa name. That’s the best. I’m tumbleflump holly-tinsel. I have mixed feelings about that one.

  4. Brendan, Red Rocks is where I first met you. You and Ron dragged us newbies around there during our spring break. I can still picture you walking around camp carrying that propane tank with the attached “search light.”

    How’s this: Squelchy Horny-Fairy.

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