What Happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas. Except Threesomes.

I am intrigued by this food stall food hall concept at the forthcoming Resorts World casino.

When my vaccine is fully in effect I am going to make a trip out to the strip.

I love the strip. Just walking around a little stoney taking in all the sights, sounds, and smells is a sensory experience that is hard to match.

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I prefer walking around Fremont Street and trying to spot the old white dudes picking up hookers.

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I prefer walking around Fremont Street picking up hookers without NotBruce catching me.

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Got best man duties in Vegas this week (my friend is a local) so flying in tomorrow. No idea what to expect and thank god my wife and I are two weeks+ after our second jab.

Sounds like business as usual out there, but still a bit scurred lol.

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I’m going in June for a bachelor/bachelorette party, can’t wait.

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Trip report!

Being from the eastern time zone I’m usually up by 7am Vegas time at the latest. I love getting up, grabbing a walking around beer, and just wandering the strip at this time. It’s this bizarre mix of people getting up to go to work, some people jogging the strip, and really really fucked up people still going hard from the night before.

A few years back at dawn I’m in the Margaritaville section of Flamingo near the bar. All of a sudden this small girl comes running in from the street screaming, being chased by this dude who looks like a bigger jacked version of Tuco from Breaking Bad. He grabs her, sort of holds her up against the bar, and she’s kicking and screaming like a toddler throwing a tantrum yelling at him to get away. There’s only a few people in this bar, and none look like they are about to do much. I’m not a small guy, but I’m no fighter, and while I feel like I should do something, he hasn’t actually hit her or been too violent yet, and I really don’t want to get my face kicked in. She’s continues her tantrum, and he picks her up and sort of lays her on the bar holding her there. Again, this looks bad, but at this point he’s probably used less force on her than cops do when arresting a resisting suspect. There’s a guy next to me, also with a beer in hand, who is about mid 50’s and Danny Devito’s size, so won’t be much help in the fight. We exchange glances, and while we don’t say anything, it’s clear we’re sort of on the same page here, feeling like we should do something, but knowing it likely ends badly for us.

The bartender is maybe 22 years old, looks like a deer in headlights, desperately trying to raise security on the phone. It feels like this has been going on for an eternity now, and this girl is screaming her lungs out, but in reality it’s been between 30 seconds and 3 minutes, my sense of time being a bit broken. Next a couple of the guys friends come in, telling her to let her go and that it’s not worth it. However this guy is adamant. He starts yelling that she stole his wallet. Me and my potential fight partner now exchange another glance, relieved this isn’t some sort of domestic violence situation we feel the need to intervene in, and perhaps a robbery gone wrong. I’m still ready to step in if necessary, but so far this guy has been showing some decent restraint given the fight she is putting up.

Finally 3 guys in security shirts who if not for the uniforms could easily be mistaken for the interior O-Line of an NFL team arrive and defuse the situation. While all this went on, the only other patron in the bar was this middle aged black dude playing video poker probably 2 feet from them the whole time, puffing on a swisher, who never blinked or even budged the whole time. God damned if he wasn’t the chillest person I’ve ever seen when shit was going down like that. I didn’t stick around to see how it played out. On one hand I was a little ashamed that maybe a better man would have stepped in to aid this screaming woman, but on the other hand it definitely looked like she was the criminal here, and I got to enjoy the rest of my Vegas trip with all my teeth and no broken nose.

I do enjoy my time in that town. I go almost every year for work and sometimes again for vacation. Our work trip is planned for June and I’m psyched.

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Unlikely that folks want a trip report from a 40something lame-o like myself, but I can confirm that Vegas still exists.

Flight from DC pretty much full, echos the experience of a couple other groomsmen that flew in from out of town as well.

I definitely was expecting to see that covid is not a thing here, but I’m actually impressed with the level of mask compliance I have seen. Was effectively 100% in a supermarket and is pretty much 100% at the resort (in the burbs) that we are staying at.

Ate in a restaurant for the first time in more than a year. Despite the wife and I being vaxxed it is all very very surreal.

But, my buddy who is a local confirmed that things are def picking up here. Spring break has seen a big resurgence in visitors and demand in general is increasing. Uber and Lyft are very sketchy at the moment - sometimes completely unavailable so beware of that. I’d expect they’ll be able to scale up as demand increases again but who knows.

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Sounds like Vegas buffets are coming back.

https://twitter.com/VitalVegas/status/1379962992117252097

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In 2019 I discovered my favorite buffet. I spend a few days in Vegas every summer testing cars in a mix of the city and out on Mt. Charleston. The TA at the intersection of Dean Martin and Blue Diamond is like a perfect spot for testing. You can go out on Blue Diamond for 50-60MPH work, Dean Martin for 25-45, and I-15s for 65+. The Silverton is right there. The Lunch buffet is $13 and as good or better than the $30+ strip buffets (which aren’t all that great honestly, but w/e). I had been working in that area since 2012 but hadn’t wandered into the Silverton yet. I was hoping to make it a food staple on my work trips. It’s hard to find a good buffet that’s work budget friendly and in a convenient spot. 2020 fucked that part up. I like eating a heavy lunch out there because we always hit the embassy suites happy hour (another thing 2020 fucked up) pretty hard after work, and it’s often 8:00 or later before dinner. I’m really hoping it’s back open and running when I head out there this summer. I have no idea how I managed to land a job that puts me in Vegas for 4+ nights per year, but honestly that’s one thing that has really kept me from considering any other jobs.

Buffets gross me out. Your plate ends up like a giant slop bucket of random shit that was never meant to be eaten together. Same as those boxes at Whole Foods that you fill up with shit and they charge by weight.

Yeah, I hate that too. My solution is to make a lot more than the normal number of trips and get a clean plate every time so that only things meant to be eaten together are on the same plate. Not optimal, but neither is eating at most buffets.

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Nah, don’t pile everything on one plate. That’s nasty. Take 5 or 6 trips to the buffet.

It all still winds up together in your stomach.

Yea but it tastes nasty. I don’t want my mashed potatoes with gravy touching my pepperoni pizza and fudge brownie. I take 3 trips.

Right. My point is if things taste nasty mushed together on your plate, maybe your tongue is trying to send a message from your stomach. IE - a bunch of random rich food isn’t meant to be eaten together in the same sitting.

The reason I go to buffets is so I can pile a whole bunch of random food that doesn’t normally go together on a single plate and then gorge myself until I can barely walk out of there.

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Don’t think we need to bring in a nutritionist to discuss whether ramming and jamming at the Old Country Buffet is a good idea dietarily speaking.

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I suppose, but I actually even do that at home sometimes. A common example if I’m having a piece of bread with dinner, then the bread gets it’s own plate. But I guess in that case having it on one plate wouldn’t be nasty, it’s just suboptimal.

A better example would be if I get breakfast at a diner. Let’s say I order some French toast and some sausage links. The sausage gets it’s own plate. Can’t have it just sitting there in the syrup.

Yeah, I’m weird.