Every room in Mandalay Bay has TVs in its bathroom, which lets me listen to what passes for the news as I shower and shave. What’s been eating up all of CNN is the Toronto city council meeting that’s also the world’s most public drug addiction intervention:
Walking through the casino yesterday morning, I noticed this…
…and thought…
If someone had told me that there was a slot machine based on the classic movie Airplane!, I’d say “Surely you can’t be serious!”
Here’s a closer look at that attract screen:
And here’s what it looks like in mid-play. Yup, the deadly fish dinner is one of the symbols:
What the game is missing is some kind of bonus round featuring the jive-talkin’ dudes, who were my favourite part of the movie:
In case you were wondering what the title of this post is referring to, it’s these “Have you ever…Joey?” scenes from Airplane!:
I saw this during my morning walk up Las Vegas Boulevard:
There’s no universally agreed-upon name for the cocktail made from Red Bull and vodka. I’ve heard it called different names in different places, including:
I think “Bad Judgement in a Bottle”, while a bit long, is a rather apt name.
Click the photo to see the ass-kicking at full size.
This photo op on Las Vegas Boulevard was the best five bucks I’ve spent all morning.
Once the scrap was over, we let bygones be bygones:
Click the photo to see it at full size.
A sampling of amusing things I photographed yesterday and while wandering around this morning looking for breakfast.
Oh, Route 66, you sold out, man. It used to be about the journey!
For a change of pace — and probably our only dinner away from The Strip — we had Indian at Mint last night. Very good.
“You know what would make this beer better? If there was some kind of insulating jacket for the can or bottle to keep it colder longer. And also: boobs.”
Despite being put on the permanent ineligibility list, “Charlie Hustle” seems to have done all right for himself. Just about every time I’ve ever been to Vegas, Pete Rose seems to have some afternoon autograph session where a long line of suckers — er, baseball fans — are all too happy to shell out ducats for his signature.
People pay to see this?
Probably no more authentic than anything else in Vegas, but I’d still buy a few things at both establishments…
By “cold beer”, they mean Bud, which in my books is a girly drink.
“See Santana live in his most intimate setting ever!” said the announcer, which led me to ask him “So Carlos is doing porn now?”
I’d also love to see Pennywise and Suicidal Tendencies play in that (relatively) small room too.
And I mean everything.
Is this your (ahem) first time in Vegas? Play this:
Dia de los Muertos was only last week, so this is still seasonally appropriate:
Given the number of older women who seem to dig the novels and movies, I’m surprised there was this but not a Twilight slot machine:
Triple chestburster bonus!
This wasn’t surprising at all:
It’s the slot machine Gotham needs!
Click the photo to see it at full size.
And finally, the most Vegas of all the slot machines:
A good follow-up is: “I didn’t do it. Nobody saw me do it. You can’t prove anything!“
The view from “the office”.
The nice thing about being able to work remotely is that I have been able to refer to some interesting places as “the office”. This week, it’s Sin City, where I’ll be all week.
I’m not paying the ripoff $15/day gym fees that hotels here insist on charging, so this week’s exercise will come from walking The Strip. If you have any recommendations or suggestions for destinations/things for me to photograph and post here, let me know in the comments!