Joke and Quote of the Day

We've decided to add "Joke of the Day" category featuring the best joke told by us or to us during our travels. Today's winner is:

Today in an ice cream shop Tanner told us another one of his rip-roaring yarns about Sonic, informing us that "We have a fudge machine like that one." Jed, comedy genius, looked at Tanner and said "So what you are telling me is that you pack fudge? Every morning you, the Ass Man., come into work and pack the fudge?"

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Crackas in Venice

Disclaimer: I am writing all of my posts on my tablet so bear with me on some of this stuff. 
It's Thursday. The three of us have spent just under a week here in Vegas and it would appear that the jet lag has finally subsided. Also, I would like to apologize for the font size of my previous posts. This is my first foray into the crazy world of blogging...I'm learning as I go. I would also like to apologize for Mr. Meshew's complete disregard for the rules of grammar and writing. This has apparently offended a few of our readers. But come on. Everyone knows that when you have a degree you can ignore the rules. That is why physicists fly everywhere. Gravity doesn't mean shit to an advanced degree in physics! These last few days have been relatively uneventful...job hunting, minor betting, and numerous hustle attempts whilst sauntering about on the strip. We DID meet an aspiring rapper with a lisp though. No...it's actually funnier than you think. Wednesday, we checked out a few more casinos that we hadn't seen yet. The Hooters casino was...less than impressive to say the least. Imagine just about any Hooters you've ever been to, but bigger...with slots and poker tables jammed in there. And since it is Vegas, crank up the tackiness to 11 and add a random bird flying around inside. We came for the cheap beer and stayed for the...well, we didn't actually stay too long. I felt like if I looked hard enough I probably could have found a dirty needle or five wedged between slot machines. Pretty sketch place. And the Wednesday morning/early afternoon crew was a far cry from eye candy. The exact opposite was true of the Venetian. That place balls so hard it should be fined. The decor, the music (Phantom of the Opera), the entertainers...that shit cray. felt like I had my crackas in Venice and we were going gorillas. They even have a friggin Gondola ride with singing Gondoleers (that is what I call a Gondola pilot...deal with it). The Venetian presented a very high class ambiance which contrasted excellently with the Hooters we had just vacated. Two thumbs up. Other than that, not a lot worth mentioning. Little gambling, little exploring, lots of fun. Stay tuned and spread the word faithful readers. This weekend is going to be a doozy.

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