ass vegas
2wanda and i went to Las Vegas last weekend for our 12th anniversary. We visited her dad, who cooked us some marvelous meals, as he always does when we visit. Their tortoise likes to come into the house once in a while.
We saw Zumanity and, boy howdy, that was a titillatingly good time. My only complaint was that it was shorter than your typical Cirque du Soleil show, at 90 minutes. We also went to Death Valley to try out Kim's new camera (i'm sure she'll write about it soon), and while driving over the mountain pass between Las Vegas and Pahrump, it snowed. It frickin' snowed a week from June. Crazy-ass shit.
But enough about the good stuff... god, i hate Las Vegas so much. It seems to me sometimes as if it's a practical experiment in how unfettered capitalism fails society. It's an affront to civilization, the greatest karma sink in the nation. We stayed at the Mandalay Bay and it was the first and, in all likelihood, last time we'll ever stay at a Strip casino hotel. Mediocre service, a dirty tub, damaged furniture, and one insanely crowded pool that was really making me stabby. And on the way back, our plane was delayed an hour, so we missed our connecting flight at Mormon Central (don't ask why we got a flight from SJC to Vegas with a stop at SLC; i know that it's stupid, but that's all that we could find), and ended up snagging a flight to SFO so i wouldn't have to try to catch some sleep at the SLC airport and end up going straight from home to work.