Things From Vegas

A fast preface – I didn’t take many photos, I never do.

I don’t see the point of photographing things I know are online, and prettier, than I can take.

Here’s what I did document.

You can take beers for a walk on the streets here.

I stayed at the Paris.  It’s a sister property to the Rio (where DefCon was held), which means I had a shuttle available to me, to move back and forth.

The people were great there, and I’m not going to diss the place, but will tell you: you get what you pay for.

If possible, you want to stay at a Wynn property, to my eye they’re the only ones that have been maintained as a Vegas casino should be. This comes from years of eyes, this had to have been my tenth trip to Vegas.

I don’t even really like the place, I just seem to always end up there, much like how I end up at Jays games. I was at another Jays game just last week actually. That’ll be a fun post.

Here’s the front steps of Ceaser’s, a former Wynn hotel.

I read once that Steve Wynn is so exacting, he used to have the white parking line painted crisp white every    single    day.

Was this place ever cool, even opening day? Doubtful.

$10 says these branded slot machines were part of the movie marketing plan from day one.

For goodness sake do not get sucked into the giantism slot machine, worst odds of all.

Video poker has some of the best odds, maybe THE best.

I have in my head a video to make about video poker, while doubling down and testing the green screen studio I’m going to build.

I find many life lessons are parallel with video poker strategy.

If you ever would like to give me a gift of jewellery, this is my favourite.

I am easily satisfied by the very best.

Top left is sunlight in a casino, very rare, bottom left is the dinner I took myself to on the last night, to celebrate success.

I’ve said it before – it’s important to mark your successes and wins, to stamp them.

That was my cab driver after said dinner. When I got into the car he exclaimed, “I drove you to the Rio earlier!?!”.

We freaked out, what are the chances of that!  So we documented it with this photo and some awkward posing.

I’ll leave you with this, taken on my last day.

It’s not possible to be happier with life than I am here.

 

 

No More Dark Circles

I love the road but it’s nice to be home.

The only plan I had was flights and the first night hotel booked. Wandered my way over to San Deigo collecting footage along the way and staying offline. Kinda living like in olden times.

I visited some stuff so I have some neat videos to edit during the next few weeks. Good stuff.

Was surprised there was so much green in the desert… I thought it’d only look like the desert in my previous post.

I cruised around in my rental with a cooler of Miller Lite, delicious. I’m used to driving standard and so I spaz out driving automatic; I always forget if I don’t hold down the brake pedal the car moves forward.

Stayed at an Indian reserve casino. You could smoke inside. I’d forgotten how horrible that is.

Of course I played Wheel of Fortune. Didn’t win. Remember where I was.

Stuff in the States really is bigger, eh; the cups, meals, signs, the everything.

For the first time in 2+ years I don’t have dark circles under my eyes. I’m going to make sure going forward I do this regularly, just stop and disappear. Turns out it’s good for me.

Plus this tweet by Mason has always stuck with me, and really, that’s how you know you should be paying attention to something… it repeats over and over in your head:

I Haven’t Yet Officially Wished You HNY

So HAPPY NEW YEAR to YOU!!

May it be your best one yet!!

I’m kinda jinxy and methodical about how I spend the hours before the a new year. This year I wanted to be around a bunch of money, so I went to a casino.

Played slots and video poker (my favourite game, and only play on at least a 9/6 machine kay). Turned $20 into $70 in 10 minutes of play. Mission accomplished.

And let the record show that Wheel of Fortune is THE best game period. I get so pumped when me or anyone in my row gets to spin.

Then I ripped up that note, which has been folded in my wallet for 7 months, and pitched it into the sky.

So sometimes I’m like, super dramatic, whatever.