Vegas Vacation

Because we stayed at the pish-posh Mandalay Bay, we weren't subjected to National Lampoon's Vegas Vacation antic's like the "I'll have some of the blue stuff and some of the yellow stuff" buffet or "pick the number I'm thinking about" style gambling. Actually, since this was my first time in Vegas, I'd have to fully endorse it as a birthday destination spot. The fabled dry heat of 110-degrees was by my estimation, still fucking hot, but where else can you go and lay out at 9am and be done and ready for the rest of the day by 11am? Add all that in with seeing the most amazing Cirque Du Soliel show so far. O has to be the must see for anyone traveling out there; that is until their masturbatory, S&M show, Zumanity opens up at the New York, New York in August. And as is Jeff's and my rule of thumb for gambling, never take more than you can afford to lose, we actually left still down a bit but not near what we had allotted for ourselves. That was due in part to one of us being down almost the exactly the same amount as the other being up. It's the story of our relationship; between us, we just always break even which isn't such a bad way to be, I think.

I'll say the greatest joy for us was just being there with my brothers and their wives. Easy going day in and day out, we ate together and played together and had our alone time when we needed it and despite a bout of food poisoning and a trip to the Las Vegas shit-hole hospital for some premature contractions with my sister-in-law (fearing she would have to name the baby, Lucky, she got the contractions under control eventually), it was all good. Not only just good, but good enough that we're thinking this could be an annual trip for us.