If the lottery was 22 bucks! Let me preface this post by saying I can count the number of times I’ve ever played the slot machines/gambled on zero hands. I was determined to try it this Vegas trip. Just to see what the big deal was. I was totes a high roller when I gave myself ONE dollar… ONE to throw away when I’d inevitably lose… that and I chose the penny slots, which ironically despite being called penny slots would not accept anything less than one dollar. Dude… seriously… cheap waddette on the prowl here… work with me!
I also had absolutely ZERO clue what the helium balloon was going on up in Lucky Larry Lobstermania’s world. Why couldn’t it just be easy… like the match game. You get 3 lobsters in a row you win a puppy. No… it had 5 bajillion different pictures of different things and I’d press buttons I didn’t know what did and eventually it would tell me if I’d won or lost and thank all that be holy it did because even when it told me I won something, I couldn’t see why I won anything… Bob Barker was not impressed!
There was one button I pressed that yielded me a lot of binging noises coming from Lucky Larry. Apparently that’s a good thing. When the binging was done, I had nearly 22 bucks of credit… that was it. I cashed that sucker out before I lost it all. Not bad making 22 bucks from 1. It’s like I planted a 1-dollar bill in the backyard, whacked it with a hammer and it exploded into 20 dollars.
Oh wow… the photogenicity is just flipping off the screen… ICK! I assure you, contrary to what this picture details, I was not high, drunk, or wired in the taking of this picture. And that was the end of my gambling career. Madre tried her hand with a dollar too… she is not as skilled a gambler as I am… obviously.
Keep on practicing Madre… maybe one day you’ll be as gifted in the gambling realm as I am. 😛
We were actually waiting around for our last show to start. My friend (what up Tia) informed me that I must see Le Reve: The Dream while I was in Vegas. She lives in the same city I do, but had been down to Vegas to see the show twice because she liked it so much. I’m all like… let’s do this! Then, I saw how much the show cost. HOLY BELLS OF CRIMINTHIAN! I’d already spent a buck and four bajillion on the Celine ticket, so I decided against it. That is, until we got a Travelzoo email days before we flew out discounting the price of a ticket by almost 1/2. I took that as a sign I needed to go. What are the odds!?
Was it worth it? HOLY CRAP YES!! Amazeballs is the only word that comes to mind at this point. I don’t think any explanation I give could do it justice. Basically, it was a theater in the round, in the middle a large swimming pool, going right up to the seats. They had people flying through the air, people coming out of the water from who the hell knows where!?!?!? Do they just hold their breaths all the while they’re down there? There was dancing and gymnastics and acrobatics and synchronized swimming and weird dudes wearing horns and benches flying in the air. And all of this was a story… a dream. Most of the time I couldn’t follow the story because there was no dialogue, but most of the time I just sat there with my jaw on the floor drooling out both sides of my mouth. AMAZEBALLS!! If you ever go to Vegas… a definite must see! Tell ’em Whitney sent you… they won’t care, but it’s the thought that counts! 😛
They wouldn’t allow any photography during the performance, but I snapped this when it was all over… the water stage also moved all over the place. A lot of money put into that production… thus, the price of the tickets! 😛
Question of the Day: Have you ever played a slot machine? Any winnings?