Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Viva Blach! Vegas


So a few weeks ago, I took a road trip with my beloved Leivas - we headed to Sin City - the town that never sleeps, the desert inn for gamblers and whores; Vegas, baby, Vegas.

The whole reason for the trip was to see my little sister Denice and her husband Matt. LIttle did I know Denice would end up in quickie marriage with George Clooney! (see picture)

Matt had never been to Vegas, and Denice had been once before. What Denice didn't tell me is she didn't like it much the first time and what I didn't tell Denice is the one and only other time I had been there, I didn't like it much either... oh well, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, I guess...

The problem is Denice and I are essentially Jacobsons, which means we want to run around and see everything in as little time as humanly possible. This isn't always such a great thing. The fact that Denice & Matt were at a hotel on the strip and the Leivas and I were at the Gold Coast a ways away didn't help either. But we did get to see most of the attractions, yes the Belagio's fountains and every single frickin' casino in between. Though I have to admit my new fav hotel is the Mirage and the super uber extended brunch didn't sway my vote in any way.

By the second day, I was so fed up I just had to tell someone about how exhausting I found the place. Luckily, Oprah was there to listen. She really did ask me some probing questions though.


Despite walking five hundred miles, not really drinking as much as I would've preferred and losing some money on my new obsession, black jack - it was fun to see my baby sister and to hang out with her (as you can see even our brother Jimmy showed up!) not to mention we did get some fairly good pictures and I awakened my love for Bingo - that's right Bingo! I'm going to be one of those old men sitting around smoking and drinking at the Bingo table bitching to anyone and everyone within ear shot when some young whipper snapper whose never played Bingo keeps winning!



Of course all the mad rush of the Vegas lifestyle took its toll on us, and I for one was not about to smile for the endless paparazzi that had been stalking us all weekned long!

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