Oh hey. Vegas was a ton of fun. Thanks for asking.

(I want to go to there. You know, again.)

So I guess if I went out of my way to post my hopes and dreams for our Vegas 2k10 trip, I should probably follow up on that. Here's what I hoped our recent trip to Vegas would have over our trip in 2006.

What I wished for: No weird smell.

What I got: A different weird smell.
Unlike the Tropicana, the Hard Rock didn’t smell like deep-fried grandmas. Some other flowery, yet not overly feminine scent perfumed the casino floor. It wasn’t bad. The pure oxygen they’re pumping through the casino probably didn’t hurt either.


What I wished for: Winning more than $26.82.

What I got: Winning $0.
I spent maybe $3 on slot machines the first day before I got bored. But we did make friends with a couple of guys who, after purchasing Gambling for Dummies, mastered craps and won a couple grand. Every night. Needless to say, drinks were on them.

(Apparently a must-read.)


What I wished for: A mini-fridge.

What I got: A mini-fridge stocked with plenty of snacks and beverages all carefully placed on top of motion sensors that will charge your room $8 if you so much as move that bottle of water.
So much for leftovers.


What I wished for: No one sleeping on the floor.

What I got: The softest, most comfortable bed I’ve ever seen.
Seriously, it was like sleeping on a cloud. You can’t blame us for not wanting to leave those beds, even for happy hour.

(Oh hey, Bud Light Lime in bed.)


What I wished for: No 5 a.m. lockouts.

What I got: No 5 a.m. lockouts.
Our key worked properly every time we used it. We did, however, take some issue with our very polite cleaning guy and his very bad timing. Without fail, he showed up at the most inconvenient times. Oh, you were out dancing until 5? I’ll come clean the room at 9.


Also of note: we did not recreate the picture with the knights at Excalibur. We did, however, take pictures with portraits of famous rock legends showcased on each floor of the Hard Rock hotel.

(Yeah, no that's not Kelly Clarkson.)
(Iggy Pop's got one heckuva back bend. But Katie's a close second, and she's wearing heels.)

And for the record, five days is a long time to spend in Vegas. Also for the record, a lot of people warned us about that. But there ain’t no party like a Bud Light-sponsored party because a Bud Light-sponsored party don’t stop.