What happens in Vegas gets spilled on the blog
Wednesday, January 31st, 2007I was in Las Vegas, Nevada (not to be confused with Las Vegas, Kansas) for the past few days. I was there on business, meeting people from corporate and our affiliates. The meetings were great, but there was a lot of fun “after hours”.
When I checked in to Treasure Island on Sunday, I was told that I had two reservations. I told the guy something like, “I’m only one person, so you could probably cancel one of those.” But apparently he felt obligated to upgrade my room to a panoramic room – two walls had windows – overlooking the strip on the 19th floor. I distinctly remember telling him that I would prefer a lower floor, but whatever. Anyway, the upgrade sounded great until about 9 p.m. the first night. There’s some pirate show that was very loud that was 19 floors beneath my window. The pirate show, I was told, was just a bit of clothing away from a porn show. I can’t remember the name of the show… something about sirens. Anyway, I didn’t go see the show but I did hear it while I was working in my room. I just reminded myself of a Modest Mouse song, but I’ll spare you.
Monday night, after our meetings, we were treated to a great six course Italian meal at Canaletto’s restaurant at the Venetian. After the meal, we went as a group to see the Blue Man Group. I sat in the fourth row – about 10 feet from the stage – and it was amazing. I won’t go into all the details, but it was one of the best shows I’ve seen. Darla and I are seeing them in Phoenix in February. After the show, we came across one of the performers in the lobby and I had my picture taken with him.
After the show, one of the corporate project managers bought a few of us gelato and we walked around for a while. We went back to our hotel’s casino and I watched people lose – and sometimes win – their money.
My greatest accomplishment on the trip is that I didn’t gamble one bit. For those of you that know me, you know that it was not an easy task.
I spent my plane ride back talking with a nice gentleman about life. We talked the entire time sharing experiences, etc. It was a great trip, but I’m so glad to be back.



















































