My recollections of the last 24 hours are pretty dim, but I figured I would let yall know what was happening out west. The reason for being in Las Vegas is to hike and rock climb, but it is SUPER BOWL weekend and The Sahara, where I am staying has $1 tables so I have found myself in the casino, guzzling white russians, kamikazi’s, and beer in no particular order. Rocco Valluzzi, SGA coast to coast non stop co-pilot, is along for the ride. Travis can corroborate that Rocco’s brain is mush. He spent an hour trying to hock a lugee on a pigeon that was perched below our window, he could not compensate for the wind shear so the pigeon was unscathed until I dumped some old coffee on it. We have managed to clog both the toilet and shower, I had to shave the skullet in progress and it was too much for the 30+ year old plumbing. We have the do not disturb sign up as Rocco is very paranoid so the situation in the room will only get worse.
The $1 table deal means that at 5a.m. every local skank, stripper, barfly, crackhead, etc is packed into the casino. I have not seen anything like it in Vegas in years. This morning I was an up close and personal witness to a 20 ho catfight. The worst part being the phone # I had just pocketed will never work as I saw the phone get crushed by a 6 foot tall 250 lb woman with both breast hanging out. There were neither enough “managers” or security to get things under control, so I had to take refuge behind a corner of the bar. There were 3 separate groups involved with hair pulling, clothes ripping, and chair swinging. The name calling that started it was about 2 levels higher than anything on “springer”. I was able to go upstairs, get Rocco out of bed and it was still going on when we got back down, I guess they do not like to use mace inside a casino.
Rocco won $36 last night so we are planning to go down the strip and make some $5 parlay bets on the big game, other than that we are just trying to drink as much as possible to blend in with the freaks…oh I did manage to unleash a mega belch on a group of bridesmaids that looked like they were from South Dakota or something.
Al
