Elvis, Frank, Tits and Ass....

Alright. Here's the low down on the dirty Vegas. The economy sucks. Nobody tips anymore and the service is given begrudgingly. The people are getting poorer and they have no hope but the obvious Mr. Obama.
He has a plan that includes tax breaks to business's that create jobs as well as the ever popular "spend money to make money".

I think he has a good plan.

After tipping a shuttle driver $2 for unloading our luggage, I was shocked when he shook my hand and said Thank you so much. He then told me that I was the only one who'd tipped him all day!

The kind lady that painted my toes pink almost cried when I gave her a 20 for a $75 dollar service. She had just had to sell her car because they couldn't afford to pay the monthly insurance. Her husband works a 12 hour day and then adds 2 more to drop her off and pick her up for her 'cut back' 3 days per week.

Vegas isn't what it was a few years ago, even a few months ago. The Vegas Strip staff no longer expect or take for granted that the visiting financial squanderers will automatically tip them.
They are genuinely showing gratitude for any tips they get.

I'll admit that I went down there with the false hope of coming home a bazzillionare. and the $800. that I did win paid for the trip. But when you look at the skeleton crew of wait staff, housekeeping and management, it's hard to be bouncy, bouncy, gloatish and ha ha-ish. These people are not the only ones suffering in the US economy. They have spouses, children and bills just like we do.

Don't get me wrong, I had a really fun time, throwing a 20 into $1 slot machine and coming away with $263, but that's $243 of someone Else's desperate dreams. I'm not desperate, (yet). I have a good job, survive in a double income family, and take advantage of every health benefit I can mail in.
I'll prob'ly go back to Vegas again, because, let's face it, that's where dreams seem real and hopes can stagger through the day washed down with a Bellini. Reality is an entity that is out of reach when you are in Vegas, and the unrealistic fantasies are so close you can taste them even without the Bellini.....

So moving on to a more....um...gleeful Vegas experience, it was mom's birthday on the 8 and we were hoping to espy Elvis. You know, Vegas... Jan 8. his bday.... Well, we saw 2 of them, one was real and the other was a statue. The statue looked better, so, we took pics there.

We didn't hear ANY Frank. not even in the casinos where, you'd think that he'd be blaring!!!

As for the T & A, well there was alot of that, and they weren't even on the stages! I guess the slogan 'what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas" reaches it's quota daily...I thought that some of these little tartlets were late for there nightly production of "tarts are us", but they were just vacationing like me. Well, OK, not like me but they didn't work there.....or maybe they did......

I don't know, I just know that there was fun to be had and I had it. of course, I didn't get to go up on stage at the "Thunder" like someone else I know.....damn.


Anyway, I seemed to have ranted on long enough. I'll try to slap in some pics. Remember, I'm still new at this, so it could be a little messy....

Good bye, and ....get a life.