Wednesday, April 06, 2005

A brief Vegas report

It is with some sadness that I report this to you…. The Candlelight Wedding Chapel – mentioned just last week in this very blog – is closed and scheduled to be torn down. In its place, a mega-casino next to the Riviera.

I don’t know if they are re-opening a newer version of the same chapel somewhere because the website was still up and gave no indication of the close. However, it is possible that they don’t even remember that they have a website. Stranger things have happened.

What Happens In Vegas Stays In Vegas!
You betcha! This past weekend, our kids survived, the house survived, and my voice lasted the duration of my talk. Since returning from New Orleans more than 3 weeks ago, I’ve been dealing with a flu/cold/sniffle/cough thing. In another week I am off to Boston and still can’t seem to shake it. But I will press on.

Vegas was pretty uneventful by all accounts. Laura sunbathed by the pool one day and we ran through the various casinos, arriving at the conclusion that they all look the same at some point. The Venetian was pretty nice – however. Certainly the nicest in the non-casino areas of any of the places we visited.

We took a walk downtown. The girl is crazy if you ask me. She even ended up with beads – six strands of them. She would send me to pick up a drink somewhere, I would hear some hooting and hollering, and come back to find her wearing a new strand. Lot of friendly guys in the area though. They kept waving and giving the old thumbs up. Is that normal in Vegas?

She almost convinced me to go into the topless revue on Fremont Street but I would have none of it. I don’t want her gawking at all those gals on stage – putting wild notions in her head. I can just imagine it. I arrive at home after a long day at the office to find a note…

“Matt,

I’ve gone back to Fremont Street to dance. It is what I’ve always wanted to do. You are a prude and I need to free my inner animal. Don’t worry about the snake and Tiffany, they are coming with me – as props.

Toodleloo,
Luscious Laura”

And then where would I be…..Fremont Street would be a good guess!

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