When people think "a day in Vegas" how many times does "I gotta get up early cause I gotta go to Lowes" usually come up? That's right, my days in Vegas are just a little different than the one's tv and films would have you believe are the quintessential. I decided to live in Vegas, and when you live in Vegas, you never really get to LIVE Vegas.
When living in Vegas, as opposed to just visiting, you have to use what's know as rational thinking. Rational thinking......... in a city that prides itself on being irrational. Rational thinking in situations were everyone else is going purely off of there baser instinct. Hot, big breasted women are dancing to Rock You Like A Hurricane, the dice is white hot and everyone's screaming and laughing cause they won a measly 12 cents on a Pennie machine. They are doing Vegas man, doing it like all the commercials would suggest you do. And yet, here I am making sure to keep my ATM card in my car as a precaution to avoid the very gambling and strippering and drinking that makes this town what it is. Sick, unnatural male thinking for sure, one might even argue inhumane. I'm getting a lap dance at BaDa-Bing and giving her the hook 5 minutes in cause I just realized my car payment is due today, and not the 15th as I planned on. Viva la rational!
Everyone deserves a place to get crazy, a vacation hot spot to let loose. Sadly, Vegas disqualifies itself when you live in it. I'd kill to be one of those wild, uninhibited people. I want to experience the shows and gamble every last dollar while sucking down cocktails at a rate that would make Lindsey Lohan jealous. But I can't, cause I'm using damn responsible boring rational thinking. Rational thinking in Vegas, ugh. Everyone's gambling it up, going to Fat Tuesday's for some athletic drinking, stepping out of some club with some girl and getting a rude awaking from the sun at 6 am. But I can't do that, no no. Cause I have work at 8. It becomes increasingly hard to escape to Vegas when you're already there.
I encourage you though. Please, enjoy your time in this beautiful, fun and unique city. Just be sure to tell me when your finished, so I can turn off the lights. The electricity bill is a bitch here.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
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Take out a line of credit with the house, I'm coming to visit.
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