THINGS I HAVE LEARNED IN THE LAST TEN DAYS
1. Elsewhere, I have insisted that the worst job in the entire world is that of the Halloween costume model. I would like to qualify that statement: the most demeaning job in the entire world is that of the Halloween costume model. The most tiresome job in the entire world is that of the Las Vegas weatherman. I mean, just hire a monkey in a suit.
2. I find no joy or pleasure in gambling because I don’t believe in luck. I believe in chance, which is luck divorced from theology.
3. Additionally, I find no joy or pleasure in gambling because don’t like giving money to people I don’t know. Please do not attempt to introduce me to the owners of the Luxor, the Venetian, or any other theme park masquerading as a hotel. My mind is made up.
4. What happens in Vegas does not necessarily stay in Vegas. By which I mean I brought back an annoying rash that has emerged symmetrically on my feet and forearms. And sadly, I did nothing to deserve it. Perhaps I am allergic to the desert.
5. As we learned a couple of weeks ago, blogging is totally dead, but then, I never know when to quit, do I?
6. I despise the whiny, addled, excuse-making character otherwise known as A. J. Soprano. I was hoping he would drown this week. I was rooting for it. Aloud. But at least we got to see James Gandolfini in a suit, dripping wet. Hello, nurse….
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