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Alright, I better do this before i start to forget things. The whole idea was to take a trip to vegas and get in some good ol' family time along the way. This was the plan and it went off pretty well. There was me, my mom: she can be really over protective at times but she makes up for by giving me money when she feels bad so i cant complain. my grandma: shes a bruiser, im not kidding! my grandma could kick the shit out of just about anyone. what do expect from a woman who has a nervous breakdown and thorws herself out of a fifth story window and hits the ground without a scratch? My uncle billy: ok, he was 9 when i was born so it was more like growing up with an older brother than anything else. i mean, my mom, his sister, watched him and me like we were both her kids (shes 14 yrs older than him by the way). My cousin Zach and his wife Melinda: right, if billy was my older brother than Zach was my twin brother. We are less than a year apart. I havent really seen Zach in about 4 years, since he moved to Oregan to be a chef. He did that. Hes a chef, a damn good chef too. He also got married while was out there. Melinda is just about the happiest person ive ever met. She thinks everything is awesome!There was also my Aunt Janet and Uncle Hank: Janet has to have everything her way but shes always there when you need her. Now about Hank: This trip was more than just an excuse to drink and gamble and realx. It may very well be the last time i get to spend time with Hank. Hes dying. His family suffers from a degenerative lung disease and he needs a a heart/lung transplant. The waiting list is long and hes near the bottom since hes not in the advance stages yet. But this trip is not about moping and being sad and pissed off! NO! This trip is about drinking and gambling and hitting on women that you have no bussiness hitting on.(more on that later) Although I did have a good time catching up with my family.

Shitty problems with the airport in both directions. There, airports suck, now you know. We stayed at the Golden Nugget down town. I highly reccomend this place. Its very nice, and its way cheaper than staying on the strip. The bar there also makes excellent singapore slings. The only place on the strip that we didnt see was the Venetian. Everything on the strip comes off as really full of itself to me. Which is why i like staying downtown. So during the day we basically went sight seeing and gambling. At night we did other things. Like, we saw the best fucking show ive ever seen.

ZUMANITY. This is basically Cirque Du Soleil but naked and erotic. Think, 2 beautiful, naked, contortionist, chics doing their thing on the lip of a big clear glass bowl of water. Then one of them slides into the water and out the other side of the bowl, grabs the lip and does a back bend. She then proceeds to make out with the other girl while still doing the handstand backbend. The colors and the movments were just amazing. This has got to be the most elegant and beautiful thing ive ever seen. Anyone whos in vegas has to see this show. The only down side is that tickets are like $90 but its worth it. I mean, you'll drop $90 somewhere else in vegas, might as well be there. That was saturday night.

Let me relate the tale, to you my dear friends, of the night commonly known as friday and why it simultaneously scared the shit out of, entertained, and made me rethink the whole idea of picking up chics in vegas. Let me start by saying that I've never tried to pick anyone up, anywhere, before. That said, it was the idea that fabled friday night. So i proceeded to the bar at the Golden Nugget. I played some video poker and odered myself a singapore sling and tried my luck with anyone of the female persuasion that decided to sit next to me. This wasnt about sex i think, it was more about building my confiendce up so i could do it back home with out wussing out. I mean, if cant do this in a setting where ill never see any of the girls again how can i do it at home? Right? Right. I did this for about an hour, but to no avail. Incidently i did end up hitting a a guys wife. (without my knowledge of course) The lady and her husband were pretty cool about it though. Said they were flattered. So i bought him a drink. Anway...... This girl sits down next to me, her name was Andrea if anyone is taking notes, and we hit it off. I mean how often do run into a girl whos into just about all the same things that your into. For me it isnt often. We talked and gambled, I drank she didnt, for about 45 min and we decided to go to another casino. So she threw her last quarter into the poker machine and whatdya know, she won $150 bucks. She got really excited and started jumping around. This is what brought casino security over to us. He asked if everything was alright, she said it was. He then asked her for ID. She starts to stall. Eventually the security guard got her to give him some ID and the following converstaion ensued: Guard "Miss how old are you?"
Andrea "21", Guard "Well, miss there seems to be a problem cuz this ID says your only 17" FUCKING 17!!!!! HOLY SHIT!!!! I was hitting on a baby! Ah Christ! So security escorted her to I dont know where. I turned my head and the bartender, who had seen the whole thing met my gaze. In unison we both exclaim FUCK. I tell him thanks for the drinks but i think im gonna head back to my room. He hands me another drink and says "Here, you're gonna need this". Looking back on it, all i can say is that, if by some weird twist we had ended up hooking up and i had ended up in front of a judge for statutory rape all I could really say was " Ya judge, I rocked that cradle good. I mean, what else could I assume since she was sitting at the bar gambling". Im damn glad it didnt happen though. And I did learn that im better at talking to women than I thought I was. So the evening wasnt wasted. I can home only loosing about $30 so I think I did pretty good in that department.

And then I came home.

Nothing really happening to me since I got back. I picked up the source book to Werewolf: The Apocolypse. I used to have it when i was in high school but I couldnt find anyone to play with. But the book was on sale and its still a pretty cool read. Besides maybe Ill find some people to play with. Who knows.

So this weeks question is:
What is the most beautiful thing you've ever seen? Besieds my profiel pic. Thats a given.