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It was Blackberry Thursday last night at the Luxor, so I went to go get my fair share. The Luxor clubs have this thing going on called Blackberry Thursdays. Each third Thursday of the month they give you free drinks for a couple of hours and you socialize with others while checking out the club that is hosting the event.

I got an email about it and the email said that it was at Noir inside LAX nightclub. So I grabbed my relatives who are in town this week and told them I found them some free drinks on the strip. They were all over that idea. I gave my uncle the rundown on dress code for nightclubs. The nightclubs here are sneakers paranoid, at least it seems that way. Of course, all they brought to Vegas were sneakers. I asked him if he had sandals and he told me yeah, but they are all open! Those count. Trust me, those count. If they aren’t sneakers then you’re in. Of course, the sneakers would have looked better than Velcro‘d, cheap sandals, but the bouncers don’t care about look, they care about rules.

We took in the view on the top of the Luxor parking garage. It was okay. The sunset helped. The top of the Luxor parking isn’t one of the better views, but it is nice to see all over the place at once anyway. It is good to do that in Vegas now and then so you’re reminded that there is more to life than the Strip action.

We arrived at the Noir Lounge inside LAX in the Luxor around 6:30pm or so. This was about a half an hour after the Blackberry Thursday started. Passing the dress code enforcement, sandals and all, we trotted in. It was empty. There were staff all over the place, but we were the only patrons in the place. I joked with a waiter that yeah, we rented the place out just for us. They let told us that we were special and they were all there to take care of us.

The waitress came over and took our drink orders but wanted to run a tab. What tab? This is Blackberry Thursday! I even had my brand, spanking new, pink Blackberry in my hand! (ownership of blackberry is not required to attend) Well, she checked on it and found out this was their first night hosting the event. After a lot more confusion, one of the big guys came over and asked me if it was the email that I got where I found out of about the event. Yes, it was. Well, he said, it actually starts at the “Company” which is the place next door. He told us we were welcome to come back later on! That email was very confusing and it didn’t mention the Company at all. We were happy to go schlep our thirsty selves right on over there, next door.

There were actually people in this place and they knew exactly what Blackberry Thursday is! The hostess pointed us to the cushy sofas to wait for our free drinks. The free drink they were serving was a unique cranberry cocktail. I don’t drink so the waitress brought me a club soda with lime. Very nice. My uncle really liked those cranberry concoctions, but not being sure, he had to sample quite a few. His wife was just fine with a couple of them.

My face was still thawing out from the filling I got at the Dentist’s office just a couple of hours before. I’m sure everyone having to do with Blackberry Thursday thought I’d had a stroke at some point before my arrival. I don’t mind, it wasn’t like any of those bouncers were Jason Feinberg or anything. By 8pm, I was actually able to start feeling pain so I figured it was time to eat.

I drove my uncle and aunt to New York New York to get some Italian eats at Il Fornaio. I love the bread there. I love the service there and I love the memories of begging this one cute, young guy to marry me all during the last dinner I had there. He wouldn’t do it. The old lady at the next table was simply appalled with my behavior. Jealous, I’m sure. This time I straightened up and behaved, being out with authority figures and all. I was pretty busy trying to eat the bread through the pain and numbness which was now my mouth. That kept me out of trouble.

I have to say, there is nothing quite like getting together alone with family you haven’t seen in quite some time. We reminisced about all kinds of things from many decades ago. As it turns out, there were a lot of things he didn’t know about his sister when she was a teen and living at my house. She’s going to kill me. On the other hand, there were a lot of things I didn’t know, haha. So she’ll probably kill him too. And she’s going to be here on Sunday, so, um, stayed tuned. I’m sure we’re all going to some sort of Hell for gossiping.

We called it an early night after dinner. Everyone isn’t getting enough sleep because it’s Vegas, Baby!

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