So I'm sitting here at the Las Vegas airport, dreading my trip home to the arctic circle, and wanted to update the blog while the memories of my trip are still fresh and/or while I'm still drunk. HAHA just kidding. Or not. So last night, as Mary mentioned below, was the highlight of my visit to FABULOUS LAS VEGAS. We capped everything off by a trip to the Palms baby! We hit up all 4 clubs in the joint, incredible all around, and I'm happy to report that we were both successful.
Side note - we went out to Fremont Street on Friday night and were totally shut down by 3 guys. It was our first attempt (or as I like to call it "assault") and I used a very business-like approach to the whole deal. Explaining the blog, concepts, etc. I think I confused them. It also didn't help that 2 of 'em were married. We were SOL and didn't help my confidence and we decided together that from now on, Mary would do the talking...maybe this whole deal is more difficult than I thought it would be. Cut to last night...
My first of the evening came to fruition because of my competitor. She started bragging about Florida Florida Florida blah blah blah. Well, turns out that Florida had a friend, Florida#2. Well then! Done deal. These guys were eager to comply and actually got a kick out of what we were doing.
They stuck around for awhile afterwards much to the chagrin to my competitor who thought it was a done deal and time to move on. Eventually we did just that, on to the next club - Playboy! At this club, it was more about mingling with the fabulous people Mary introduced me to. This included a super sweet married couple - Betsy & Stan (sorry if I was not supposed to use real names!) Anyway, Betsy graciously allowed me to fill my Nevada quota by kissing her husband. (Awesome - I'm a swinger!) I made her a deal that I would kiss her too and made her take the picture.
Those 2 were so fucking awesome, as were all the folks I met last night!
Onto the next club, Moon...Mary & I found ourselves alone together, not too sober at all. At this point I was contemplating a cab back to my hotel, and looked over and saw her chatting up 2 guys. Sweet! Fresh meat!! These dudes were from New York, Brooklyn, no less. She got hers, I got mine...
Last but not least, I was stumbling through the lobby in the casino and met a nice gentleman by the name of Marcell, from California. Immediately, I thought it was a bummer because I already had my Mr. California in mind (and he knows very well who he is) so I didn't want to add Marcell officially to the state count. Let this picture serve one purpose alone - to strike fear in the heart of my competitor that I have got mad game, bitches:
Melissa got Florida, New York, and Nevada; Mary got Florida and New York. We're tied now, as of 5 minutes ago...when I just got ILLINOIS, in the airport bar, as he helped me type this entry. HAHAHAAAAA I RULE. Thanks Ben, now I'm winning...
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