Song Lyric of the Day:
Coldplay / “A Rush of Blood to the Head”
So I’m gonna buy a gun and start a war / If you can tell me something worth fighting for / I’m gonna buy this place is what I said / Blame it upon a rush of blood to the head / Oh to the head
Monday 6:10PM. I’m exhausted. Brent and I walked all over today. We started out at my hotel, the MGM Grand, and went over to New York New York to have authentic New York-style pizza for lunch. Then we went over to the Monte Carlo. Then we went to Caesar’s Palace. We ended up walking around Caesar’s for, I don’t know, 4 days or so. That’s one thing about the hotels here–they’re virtually cities in themselves. If you felt, you wouldn’t even have to leave your hotel to shop or eat or watch shows, unless you were motivated to explore the city.
In just a little while we are going to see a typical Las Vegas girlie show. We are going to see “La Femme,” in the La Femme Theater downstairs here in my hotel. It’s direct from France’s Crazy Horse nightclub. Brent is just thrilled that he’ll get to see some nudity. Here’s our conversation from my first day here, when we thought we’d see “Jubilee” over at Bally’s:
Dan: You really want to see one of those nudie shows? You do know you’ll be seeing boobs, right?
Me: I know. But it’s one of those Vegas-type shows everyone should see. You know, when in Vegas… So, yeah, I’d like to see one.
Brent: I love you, Pattie.
More from Vegas tomorrow…
I’m still on sensory overload. I saw all the fancy, upscale designer stores where I would love to be able to buy even one luxury item. Unless my losing streak is reversed soon, that’s not going to happen, on this trip at least.
P.S.–I now have a f***ing cold thanks to the cold weather here. Desert air clears up allergies my a$$.