Vegas by the hour baby (babies)

Vegas, baby (babies?), by the hour


• 3:55 a.m. - Wake up. This is not as painful as it sounds for us, which only shows how entrenched we actually are into the twins.

• 4:25 a.m. - Leave for the airport from Kate’s house. Kate, surprisingly, does not bawl her eyes out. The girls are squealing up a storm as we leave. Maybe they’re as excited to be away from us as we are from them.

• 5:45 a.m. Breakfast at McDonald’s airport. I eat half a sausage biscuit.

• 7:00 a.m. - Our plane takes off, right after I’m admonished for not turning off my laptop fast enough by a flight attendant. Seriously, have any planes crashed because someone wanted to watch “Fracture?”

• 7:03 a.m. - I film our plane taking off. Kate gives me a wife look that clearly says “They said not to turn on any electronic devices.” I give her a look back that says, “That rule is fucking stupid.”

• 7:04 a.m. - Plane dips a bit. I quickly turn off video camera.

• 7:10 a.m. - Watch “Fracture.” Good flick.

• 7:53 a.m. (Vegas time, baby) - Plane lands. I see an advertisement for some hot guy Australian man show.

• 7:58 a.m. - Live advertisement for Chippendales in the airport. WTF? I come to the conclusion that Vegas has more gay men and horny old ladies than I previously thought.

• 8:03 a.m. - Advertisement for Luxor’s “Fantasy” topless show. Ahhh. That’s better.

• 8:35 a.m. - Get to Luxor. Someone steers us over to a “voucher” place. Dammit, less than a minute into the resort and we’re already being given a sales pitch.
Fat guy asks us what show we want to see. We don’t want to see any shows.
“NO shows?” he asks. He repeats his question three times after we answer no every time, which means he’s either pushy or stupid, and I have no patience for either. I grab Kate’s arm and we start walking around.

• 9:15 a.m. - OK, now what? Man, Vegas is DEAD at this hour. We walk around.

• 9:17 a.m. - See my first poker room. Woot. There are actually people playing poker at this hour? Not very many.

• 9:55 a.m. - We walk through the Luxor and Mandalay Bay. We’re bored. Kate says, “We don’t know what to do with ourselves without the kids.” Sad but kinda true.

• 10:25 a.m. - We’re having a hard time relaxing, which partly explains the detailed blog account. We talk about it and discover we are so used to going all the time, with Jayden and the twins and work and trying to get things done around the house, that even our “down time” at home is crammed with something because we don’t have the opportunity to do it otherwise, like play poker for instance. We’re still in that mode. By the end of the day, I hope we’re not.

• 11:15 a.m. - We get in our room. Woot!

• 12:15 p.m. - We meet CC for lunch. Blind luck that he happened to be in Vegas at the same time we were. He buys. Very nice of him, thanks. We eat at a deli in the Mirage that serves sandwiches so big they could feed all of Idaho.



• 1:30 p.m. - After a nice lunch, we walk back to the hotel, stopping along the chintzy souvenir stores along the way. Kate gets small T-shirts for the girls that say, “I (heart) Vegas” in pink.

• 2 p.m. - The strip by the harsh glare of daylight becomes a very skeezy place. It probably always is, but when you see it at night, you’re transfixed by all the lights and wonder and fun. In the daytime it just becomes a place where people constantly approach you and try to sell you a show or shove a porn card into your unwilling palm.

• 3 p.m. - Back in the room. Kate crashes. I learn the Luxor charges for high-speed Internet. Wow.Anything they can do to get you out of your room, I guess. I pay the $14.95 for three days. Blogging is expensive!

• 5:30 p.m. - Mess around on the Internet. Fight serious temptation to head down to play poker for a couple hours. Must.....not.....play......poker.
I’ll have my chance tomorrow with Miami Don and Carmen at the MGM.
Must......not.....play.



I resist the urge to play. We are going to eat soon at Mandalay Bay buffet. It’s our favorite. Later we’re going to go walk the strip again. Kate is zoned in her room. I am lounging in the Luxor casino.
Relaxing is easier by the second.