Looking to catch an ear..difference between vegas and home

Well, it all starts out with a night out with a buddy. You get to his house, listen to music, talking but otherwise boring....wishing there was a bit of excitement.

Then he/she goes to bed at 11pm....well your still ready to go. So, instead of walking to your seperate rooms or roaming the strip or maybe hitting a table or machine solo you make the trek to your section of city/town or suburb with the non-descript lights, lack-luster people watching and simple photo copies of everywhere on earth like it.

Head to a pub/bar/club drink the same stuff over and over again hoping not to get the wrong drink telling the same story to the same person twice realizing it%26#39;s the same waitress/bartender you had and are going to have the rest of the night while also realizing that your seeing the same people you would kind of like to get away from.

Then, for entertainment you dump money into the megatouch machine (or other game machine located on the bar) you lose, lose and lose some more, then you put more money in and eventually WIN...only to realize...pays out nothing...

Then your ready to go home...oh cripes...A TAB...you actually have to pay for your drinks AND TIP...well, considering my winnings this is a big dissappointment.

Then you go home where the wife (for some of you) is waiting. Sneak in only to find that the dog somehow heard you(again only for some). Since he is happy to see you home you give him a few pats.

Then you realize you stink like alchohol and cigs...hmmm...a few excuses come to mind for example ';I got tossed in jail'; only to realize there is no smoking in jail and she would have had to bail you out again...no go there. ';I was watching dr. phil and became distraught'; just won%26#39;t work. ';My stomach was infected and I was trying to disinfect it'; won%26#39;t explain the smoke smell...so...

You decide to take a shower. While in there you decide ';well the normal shampoo probably won%26#39;t work but maybe the rasberry scented shampoo will cover it'; then you look at the soap ';well lever 2000 smells good but no match for marlboro 100%26#39;s so I%26#39;ll try her vanilla-coconut-hazelnut-capuchino-strawberry shortcake body wash'; so you scrub it on with that poofy yet abrasive, invasive scrubby spongey rough torture device known as a loofa.

You put it on thinking you smell great. Brush your teeth, gargle and head to bed. You melt into the bed, barely cover yourself and a few minutes later hear a sigh next to you.......

';..sigh';....silence.....';what stinks, you smell like a french horror (to avoid profanity errors), where were you the last 2 hours, your mouthwash (that she bought you) is way too strong, it%26#39;s gagging me';

Oh how I wish it were vegas where she comes into bed 1/2 hour after me and says ';you smell good'; ';did you win'; ';do you want to eat at olives tomorrow?'; ';can we go shopping'; ';what casinos for tomorrow?';

Oh what a difference several 1000 miles makes. The long and short, in vegas you can do no wrong. And you%26#39;ll never be reminded to take out the garbage or be asked why the kitchen light is still on or why your still up.

I love that town. 31 more days....

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Looking to catch an ear..difference between vegas and home

Well to simplify it for you...

A night in vegas...get up in the morning..afternoon...whatever...meet up with your buddy and start downing enjoyable frothy beverages.

At 2am you and your friend slip out onto the strip because niether of you could even hope to get a wink of sleep. Incredible sights everywhere, people of all creed, color, shape, size, ethnic backgroud brushing past you.

After walking a bit and taking in the sights you dip into another casino. Sitting down at some slot machine that is just oozing luck (yeah right). As you and your friend sit at a machine a waitress comes by, if she isn%26#39;t busy maybe a little chatter and off she goes to fetch you whatever drink you could dream up at the moment.

While waiting you play the machine...up..down..up..down..finally a small payout, nothing to retire on but enough to create momentary happiness.

The waitress arrives drink on a tray, just the way you asked for it. You take yours and it costs you nothing but a few dollar tip and a smile and you don%26#39;t mind tipping considering you won a bit (hopefully).

Finally at 4am it%26#39;s time to cash in the chips so to speak. Head up to the room, shower up real quick and realize your walking on tip toes for no reason...husband/wife isn%26#39;t even back yet.

While contemplating going back down for a bit more fun the counterpart gets back, slight stagger in the step and very very happy. WAY too happy to care that you still have the slightest scent of cigs clinging to you. WHIVSIV.......

POINT is, for most people every day life is nothing like vegas life. In alot of ways totally opposite actually. It%26#39;s what makes vegas an adult playland that we all love, all for various reasons (obviously my reasons aren%26#39;t always going to be the same as others). Just felt like sharing my thoughts on it was all.

Looking to catch an ear..difference between vegas and home

Another huh?

damonkeyboy, you need vegas badly, I hope you can wait the 31 days, you have way too much time on your hands. I guess that is what this forum is for though!

I thought it was an enjoyable read with thoughts to match some of mine except for the smoking thing. Not sure what made it hard for RU to read unless maybe he isn%26#39;t very literate.

Wow...

I go to Vegas to gamble. I have one casino here at home ten minutes away and maybe 8 or 9 casino%26#39;s less than an hour%26#39;s drive. Since I no longer drink and have quit smoking, can%26#39;t relate to that. The wife did chastise me for coming home 4:00 in the morning, Monday. Spent 7 hrs at the tables. Sounds like your jonesing pretty bad for Vegas. You do need a Vegas Fix.

I%26#39;m not sure if it is the fact that I%26#39;m missing vegas as I was there just 2 months ago and am going again june 16th.

Just kind of realizing that this trip will be my last for a while. Have a baby coming in november and planning to buy a bigger place the end of this year or beginning of next so probably won%26#39;t get to see much outside of the everyday for a while.

I think it is premature missing of vegas. Not that my life $ucks but vegas is the one get away that is a complete escape for me in nearly every way.

Oh well, on the bright side I%26#39;ll have a baby and a new house :0).

How old do you think he/she should be before I teach him/her blackjack and texas holdem%26#39;?

MonkeyMan-I got your post completely.. Luckily I usually inform the wife well in advance if it%26#39;s going to be one of the late nights with the boys, so I don%26#39;t really get grief for it. Like I said, I%26#39;m lucky! BUT-I do hear you on the difference.

I can get up at 8am in vegas, shower and be ready to go, kiss the wife and tell her to call when she is out of the shower (which gives me another 40 minutes to keep up drinking beer and gambling and finally get her a bagel or muffin in the lobby), and I plan to meet her up at the room. At home, there is nowhere to go get breakfast beers and/or gamble, so I always wait the hour to hour and a half before we have to leave, and leaving usually consists of errands, grocery shopping, and home only to change and cut the grass.

Location, location, location!

Congratulations on both counts. Looks like you%26#39;re finally going to hit a jackpot...new baby, new house.

My life at home is like the movie ';Groundhog%26#39;s Day';. Get up, dress for work, make lunches, go to work, return home, cook dinner, eat, spend as much time as I can on this forum when I am not doing dishes, clothes, grocery shopping or other household chores, go to bed, get up, repeat. In Las Vegas, I follow no schedule or answer to anyone else (though my husband and I do coordinate efforts for meals, etc.), sleep when I%26#39;m tired (and that doesn%26#39;t happen as easily or as often as at home), eat when I%26#39;m hungry (or not), don%26#39;t worry about cooking, cleaning, grocery shopping, babysitting with grandkids, washing clothes, etc.

My user name says it all...LVescape.