Just over on Falstaff's blog and he has a post that the room block at the Orleans expires at the end of the week. I just called and made my reservations for June 7th thru the 11th (4 nites). I'm still not sure if I will return Monday or Tuesday as I havent booked my return flight yet. Maybe like Holden Caulfield in the Catcher in the Rye, I will take up residence in a casino hotel and never return.
I had visions of staying a little more upscale this trip (last year I stayed at TI), but Neteller put a cramp in my style since I still have $2k trapped there. My first quarter bonus for work (I made the bonus for all three months) wont be payable till late June. I can always make a return visit later and style it up. Red Rocks sounds nice after reading Pauly's write-up on it.
Which leads me to a funny comment I made to BFF Kim a couple of weeks ago. We are supposed to do Mountain Jam the first weekend in June at Hunter Mountain. Hosted by Warren Haynes of Govt Mule and Radio Woodstock. It's also going to be Phil Lesh & Friends only summer festival appearance this year. She asked me if I still owned a tent. In horror I looked at her and said, "My idea of camping is a Holiday Inn these days". My days of camping are over. Been there done that and I have no desire to revisit my youth.
Now that Vegas reservations are largely out of the way the preparation begins. I dont mean reading Harrington on Holdem again either. It means getting eyebrows done next weekend in New York City at the Anastasia Brow Salon at Sephora. Getting my hair recolored (not by me this time) and highlighted and a trim. And one can't forget the bikini wax (and if you've ever had one you wont forget it) because well good grooming is important and I have a gift certificate to use up. And of course we cant forget the nails. And then a pedicure to hopefully remove the last layers of calluses I still have vestiges of. My mom thinks Im going to remain single forever because dudes will hate my ugly little feet. My reply to her was " Mother hopefully he wont have a freaky foot fetish and he wont be the least interested in my feet. Besides I have other attributes that are far more interesting." At that same convo when my mother was telling me to cover up my cleavage my sister was saying "Mom, women spend thousands of dollars to get boobs like hers" Women are just so much fun to be around.
And of course theres what shoes to pack and clothes to bring. I'm a virgin at these blogger things. Did I mention that I'm a cheap date since I dont drink? Believe me I don't need to.
Time to brush up on my Roshambo, Chinese Poker and Blackjack.
Monster Pots and Good Cardma