he died of a heart attack...brought on by $15 blackjack.

i was at the airport yesterday watching airplanes and killing time until i had to pick up my aunt, and along with me, amongst other people, there was a family there with children. if you asked me what i thought a child's reaction to a plane taking off would be, i would guess excitement. apparently these children found it amusing to run after the plane while pretending to shoot guns at it.

thats not scary at all.


this was a conversation i had last night while at the venetian.

guy at blackjack table: "i have to go, i can't play this. i just can't play $15 a hand. i need a $5 table"
me: "you are not going to find that at the venetian. ever."
guy: "well i just can't play. they need to have a $5 table"
me: "that will never happen here. not on any night"
guy: "ok well i am just going to go. this is ridiculous. this just isn't right"

what a baby! who comes to las vegas on a friday night and expect $5 blackjack at any strip property? even the $5 handicap table at the bellagio, the one on the southeast end of the table games closest to registration with only 3 open spots for non-handicap people...doesn't even have $5 blackjack on friday nights. not that i know or anything.


note to people: whn u write on ur fb n u spl shit lk this, u r makin urself look lk a fking idiot. thx!


i dont know how to tell you this, but if you find yourself playing beer pong in the back of the imperial palace casino in your swim trunks around 1am...there may be a good chance that if someone was giving away awards for classiness, you would not win one. also if you are the girlfriend of the guy in his swim trunks and you are the one playing beer pong with him in your bathing suit, you probably will not be winning one either. and you can forget classiest couple. im just saying.


this morning i heard a really loud annoying noise out my bedroom window as i was trying to sleep. i was highly considering yelling "can you please be quiet" but decided i wouldn't be that mean lady who yells out the window. it was a good thing because as it turns out, the noise was coming from guys who were pouring cement into the holes for the footngs...for the patio cover...in my back yard.