I can almost smell it, the mingled scents of spilled cheap liquor, money, perspiration and cheap cologne. I can practically see the flashing lights, the gaudy brightly flowered Hawaiian shirts on the heavily paunched men, the rolls on the blue hairs seated at the penny slots.
Aaaahhhhhhhhhh. Vegas. It awaits my arrival, with baited breath, anticipating my every loss, rubbing it's greedy hands together. I don't care, it's a love affair that someone so cold as myself cannot deny. I have to have it, and if acquiring it means I lose, then lose I shall!
I am packed, stacked and ready to roll.
Traveller's cheques purchased.
Kennel arrangements for the dogs.
Someone to feed the cat.
Someone to look after the yard.
Lists and lists from TA of recommended casinos, restaurants, bars.
Taking our 24 year old daughter along, so shopping is going to be a necessity, going to hit the malls big time.
Going to learn craps, does anyone know if Depends are a necessity for this game?
I have to get this sickness out of me once and for all, and if it can't be this trip, then perhaps next. The cycle has been going on for years, and it is viscious, but the trying will continue.
20 more days. I will probably need a straightjacket before week's end, anyone have one for sale cheap?