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One of the benefits of living here is that you do, indeed, get some surprises when you least expect them.

For example, It’s almost November, and upper 80’s are forecast for this entire week.

When the weather breaks from the norm, you do get little unexpected treats in this town from time to time.

Namely … scantily-clad women.

I have been out and about every day this week, and because of the temperatures, I have made it a point to drop by the Hawaiian Tropic Zone several times.  So far, nothing out of the ordinary has happened … but my expectations remain high.

You see, almost one year ago to this day, I went over to check out the Aladdin Casino as it was making its final transition to “Planet Hollywood” which to this day I simply refer to as “Planet Aladdinwood”.  Eight years ago, I was actually here in Las Vegas for the grand opening of the “new” Aladdin Hotel and Casino, and this is the second incarnation I have seen of this particular hotel.

I don’t really have a preference for one or the other, as I liked them both, but the new one seems to be aiming for sort of a “Hard Rock Casino On The Strip” vibe.

Since the inside shopping area still has a decidedly “Desert” theme (complete with desert thunderstorms), I can’t entirely separate the two casinos from each other.  These days, many people refer to Planet Hollywood as “P-Ho”, but that’s a little too “J-Lo” pop culture for me, so … Planet Aladdinwood it is.

Anyway, back to last year.  When I went outside to see how the exterior of the casino was progressing, an impromptu beach-ball game broke out with about 20 women in bikinis.  Okay, I am sure that it was not “impromptu” and it was fully planned for the sake of publicity … but I didn’t expect it, so that made it impromptu for me.

It seemed that a new place called the “Hawaiian Tropic Zone” had been opened in Planet Aladdinwood, and it was the first time I had ever seen or heard of the joint.

During the summer they usually have some chicks in bikinis hanging out in the front near and in a jacuzzi, and during the winter, most of the action moves back indoors.

Imagine my pleasant surprise when, in November, I found myself surrounded by the ladies in the video below.

Not bad.

It’s things like this that almost makes living here tolerable.

Since that day, I always make it a point to walk by the Hawaiian Tropic Zone if I am even remotely nearby.

Oddly enough, I have never been inside the place as a paying customer.

I am one of those people that does not like to mix food with erections.  I’ve NEVER eaten food in a strip club.  I don’t particularly like to eat at Hooters.

I either like to eat, or play pocket pool.  One or the other.  There is something unholy and unclean about mixing the two, and I’m not a huge fan of the “sex appeal eateries”.  I suppose, much like a strip club, it is a perfectly fine place for a drink … but there is just no way I want to savor a hamburger while fighting off a waking wet dream.

Hence, I have never actually paid to drink or dine in the place.

If they put some of those women on a pole, and gave me somewhere to slip dollar bills, I’d be all over it.  If I got a lap dance from the Asian chick in the above photo, I would probably starch my shorts in two and a half seconds.

Alas, many of these woman are of too high a quality to work the pole, so the only way to get some private time with them is to order something off of the menu … which probably ain’t happening unless they put an item on the menu called “doggystyle”.

I am, however, always on the look out for another beachball party.

As the 1st Anniversary of the restaurant opening approaches next month, I will probably, no … scratch that … I will definitely be there.

If one of these ladies accidentally lost their top while engaging in some ball action, and I wasn’t there to get in on camera, I simply don’t think I would be able to live with myself.

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