Born to be Wild
February 21, 2009
My dad, myself and crew hung out on Fremont Street last night and watched the sun go down. I looked around for my soft pretzel guy and he’s still not there, haha. Love ‘em and leave ‘em, I guess. Truth be told, I just want to interview the guy. Okay and maybe get another huge and kiss… I’m running short on those lately.
We strolled from one end to the other. Dad needed some toothpaste and so I had to remember which end the ABC store is on. Hey, I got it on the first guess! Hurrah for me. If you’ve ever allowed me to lead the way, you know you’re going to get a tour as I try to find my way back from being lost. Life is an adventure.
There was a 2007 Mustang convertible inside one of the casinos. Yep, you could play to win! So, of course, Nancy (my dad’s wife – the slot maniac) plopped down in front of one of the machines and started feeding it cash. She said they need a car to drive to Prescott this weekend. Prescott?! Yep, Prescott. Why go to Arizona when you’re on vacation in Las Vegas?? I do not know. But she wants a car to drive to Prescott. In the dollar bills went.
The first machine was not hitting much at all so she scooted over to the next one. In went her cash ticket and she started hitting that button, alternating with the arm pulls. She’s got a system. It works for her. Dad says it is just Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and told her maybe she should blow on something, turn three times to the right then once to the left first… or something. Dad isn’t much for the gambling.
(I published it as .avi so hopefully everyone can view it. Let me know if this doesn’t work for you.)
Nancy didn’t win the car. I suppose I don’t even need to say that. I suppose some person some day will win the car, but I’ll bet it won’t ever be anyone related to me. I’m not that lucky. I also do not want to go to Prescott. Prescott?! WTF?
We had a meeting in the middle of Fremont to decide about pizza. Phone calls were made, ideas were thrown out, feet were shuffled and a decision was made. Al was going to drive to the Rio to pick up his conventioning wife, drive her to my house and we’ll order in Pizza Hut.
I got my bearings and we started to head out. These people have no idea how lucky they are to have me leading the way all the time, haha, but they are learning. I notice they tend to venture out on their own a lot now without my ‘help’. Then the lights went out. SHOW TIME!
The movie on the canopy was “Born to be Wild”! This was my first time seeing it. Score! We hung out and watched as I did the video of it. Dad and his homies were impressed. It was the first one they’ve seen.
The rest of the night was pretty uneventful. I gave the tour of my home, like twice, and pointed out all the broken electrical outlets. Hint, hint, Dad. Pizza was late. I made them watch a tape I had of Demetri Martin’s new show. I think they liked it, but it was hard to tell because I kept shouting DEMETRI! all the time. If I marry again, I want it to be to Demetri!
These guys were all falling asleep in my living room. They all seem to take a very rational approach to Vegas and they get tired out. Well, except for Nancy the slot maniac. If she thought she’d get away with it, she’d be out in the slot area for a good twenty-four straight alternating her button pushes with her arm pulls. But this trip she’s being cooperative with the homies and behaving herself.
By 9pm, they were in their rental car heading back to the Rio to go to bed! BED! The party poopers. So I went to bed too. I mean, why mess with the system? I saw Demetri’s show twice, I was good for the night.
Written by Disco Stu on February 21, 2009 at 8:34 pm
Wait, there’s a 2007 auto to be won? Are they just using space above machines as valet overflow now? I mean, my vehicle is older than that, but I don’t have flashing lights and a bill acceptor all around my ride.
Best of luck on getting a “huge” downtown the next time you visit. Is that like getting some strange? A girl who knows what she likes is a good thing.
Written by Pam on February 21, 2009 at 8:41 pm
STU! Where the hell have you been?!
Hey, maybe you SHOULD install the flashing lights and a bill acceptor. Might help with the gas bill.