And no Brenda, I didn’t get you any. This picture is the only truly cool thing I saw in Vegas. There were actually more colours but I couldn’t fit them all in the picture. It covered the entire spectrum. Let me say, that Vegas is not my kind of city at least in practice. In theory, I think you could say it was my kind of city.
The two greatest disasters of modernism are as follows:
- The atomic bomb
- Las Vegas, Nevada
Vegas is the holder of all the dreams of capitalism. If you can dream it and have the money, you can make it happen. It certainly lends itself to mysterium tremendum et fascinas which roughly translates to shock and awe. It really was a city of excess.
I didn’t really have any money to spend so I spent most of my time walking the strip and just seeing all the sights. I saw the fountains at the Bellagio. I saw some really cool fish tanks. I sat in an exclusive night club when it wasn’t open. I watched the Calgary/Sharks game (when the Flames won 4-3) in Caesar’s Palace (which certainly was a palace). I went to a outlet mall. I rode the Deuce (bus on the strip). I rode the monorail. And one night I drank a little too much.
That being said, I had a fun time with my co-workers and getting to know all of them better. The NAB Show was also quite interesting to see how much film is moving towards the web and all the new initiatives and equipment. Also, all the stress in my neck is gone, but as it left it left a wake of canker sores. Oh well. It was a good trip, but I don’t think I would go back (if I had the choice).
Even with your pretend desire to make out with an 18 year old...
Rhett is back! Hooray! Hoorah!
Vegas is something else. I also found the place to be tiresome. If you really want to see some crazy sites, head out to the outlying suburbs of Vegas, the land of real broken dreams, the place where there isn’t glitter and the makeup is off. My Dad and I got lost in those ghettos. I seriously thought I was going to get shot (mostly because my Dad thinks rap music is amusing, and, therefore, starts laughing when he hears it. And I mean, laughing at the people listening to it . . . Yeah, I was close to death).
I got tired of Vegas after about 12 hours. Opulence is redundant. Now, the desert… Send me there for 40 days and 40 nights. Everything is amazing in the desert. More stories later.
you could have at least zoomed in on the girl in the middle of the photo, she looks cute… hehe
Im off to Cape Hatteras North Carolina for 2 weeks!!! I will try and write a review on my return…
Here is a sample.
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Those canker sores are probably from eating all those M&Ms.
Wow, Curtis! That looks like so much crazy fun! Can’t wait to hear about it.
M&M heaven!!! You were in M&M heaven! :jittery_tb:
Sorry it has taken me so long to comment.
Leif: It was tiresome in the sense of the waste. I only saw one recycling can the entire time I was there. And it was a garbage can that said it was all sorted off-site. I don’t know if all Vegas garbage is sorted, but I kind of doubt it.
I agree about the dessert. I would like to find myself a good broom tree.
Curtis: There was sort of girl overload in Vegas.
Ian: I didn’t buy any, but I hear you can get canker sores just from looking at sugar.
Brenda: Yes, yes I was.