Vacation recap

Since I know everyone is just so, SO interested in hearing about my vacation that you've probably stopped eating, I will go ahead and oblige. (But seriously, it does feel a bit like holding people hostage and making them watch your vacation slides. Will try to make mine more interesting.)


In-N-Out Burger twice. And yes, I am the typical Utah Mormon Who Loves In-N-Out. Deal with it. GH does not believe that their burgers are any better than any other freshly made burgers out there. I have to remind myself that this comes from the person who has spent years and years killing his taste buds with things like Frosted Flakes, so like he even knows.

Cirque de Soleil's LOVE show. This was so, so cool. I'm not one who usually notices things about sound quality unless it's wretchedly bad, but when the first song started I seriously looked around to see where the Beatles were, it sounded JUST THAT REAL. And then there was the general jaw-dropping spectacle that was the show itself. Good, good times.

All these people were walking around with their video cameras on. Does anyone ever WATCH those videos later?

Jean-Philippe pastries at the Bellagio. Mmmmmmm.

Cravings buffet at the Mirage, with crab legs and shrimp cocktail and shrimp dumplings and prime rib and a gelato bar, oh my.

Found a sacrament meeting to attend Sunday morning (+3 points, attends church on vacation, -2 points for only attending sacrament meeting). Heard a story about a man who was doing yard work and was about to start his truck and haul a heavy trailer away when he was prompted to find his son, whom they called Bubba. He got out of the truck and found him asleep in the shade under the trailer. I leaned over to GH and whispered, "He oughta spank that kid for going to sleep under trailers. And then he ought to smack himself for calling a child Bubba."

The return of my wickedawesome quads from all the walking.


Treasure Island's rebranding scheme (new name: TI, new motto: "We can be trashy too!") led to the replacement of their old Pirates show with a new outdoor spectacular called The Sirens of TI. In this version, a ship of strippers called Sirens sing a bunch of R&B while luring a shipful of pirates onto their boat. Aaaaaand that's about all there is to it. Plus grinding. There were all these families with little kids watching and getting an eyeful of boobs and heinies. I was sad that I'd wasted 20 minutes of my life watching something so completely stupid and slutty and lame, and GH was mad because the new show wasn't piratey enough. Apparently if the women had been wearing pirate wench costumes and if more piratey things had happened then he would have been on board. (You do really need to click on the link though and watch the trailer. It may even make the show look better than it actually is. Which is saying something.)

The roller-coaster at New York, New York rattled a few of my back teeth loose.

Signed up at MGM to be a in a focus group for a tv show screening in the hopes of getting nice swag in exchange for the priceless jewel that is my opinion. Spent the next 45 minutes watching an episode of Adrenaline Rush Hour (which now makes me think worse of the Discovery Channel, thank you very much). It's one of those shows featuring Idiots Who Get Hurt that usually plays on some station like Fox at 11pm, where you might watch for a couple of minutes because there's absolutely nothing else on, and then you'd flip the channel. Or go surf Internet porn. Or do pretty much anything else. I got to see a guy get mauled by 4 tigers at once though, so that was something!

Went to church Sunday morning looking like a complete scrub with snarly hair and a toothpaste stain down the front of my black shirt. Sigh. Let's hope I never see any of those people ever again, or that if I do I will have better hair. Because that's what's important.

I do believe that this trip has managed to stave off some of the homocidal winter tendencies for a little while, which makes it an unqualified success in my book.


Jenny said... [reply]

Food, flesh and paying attention in sacrament meeting. You've earned my respect and I would even recommend you to be the Tour Guide Barbie of the strip.

Heidi said... [reply]

I just read your "courtroom" post and got a good kick out of it (and the myriad of comments attached to it)! Thanks for the good laugh!

Edgy said... [reply]

When we took the kids to Vegas this past summer, we went to the Treasure Island show because Dec and I both have fond memories of swashbuckling piratey adventures where the British kick butt. We stayed through the skank show because we were both shocked at what we were seeing. I'm sure the children were forever traumatized.

And, really, if they're going to give us strippers on the Strip, can't the boys at least take their shirts off too?

Musings of the Mrs. said... [reply]

I really think going to sacrament meeting on vacation is a +5. I really do.

Nemesis said... [reply]

Wow, the Tour Guide Barbie? Really???? Way to make my day, Jenny.

Heidi, I'm glad you enjoyed it--and yeah, I think quite a lot of the comments were funnier than anything I'd come up with!

Edgy, SERIOUSLY. There were SO many kids and except for the part at the end with the fire and fireworks it was just a waste. ps. I think there was at least 1 shirtless pirate. He was the one who started singing the "pour a little bit o' honey and a whole lotta sugah and you shake it, Shake it UP" song, which . . . yeah, is now back in my head.

Musings, from your lips to . . . you know. I will take your input and adjust my score accordingly. Yay!

goddessdivine said... [reply]

Oh, I could have warned you about the sluttiness that is the new TI production. Yeah, so much for being family friendly.

Sad thing about the focus group is that you'll never get that 45 minutes back.

pinky said... [reply]

i'm not going to lie :)

i'm not a huge vegas fan... anymore :) i'd much rather just stay in st. george. ha ha. except i guess vegas does have great shopping!!!

Jill said... [reply]

Cravings=the BEST
Love=the BEST
Jean-Phillpe Patisseries (I can't spell that word obviously and am too tired to get the right spelling)=the BEST so I'd say your trip was most definitely a success!!

Jill said... [reply]

Oh and p.s if you love In-N-Out Burger try a 5 Guys Burgers and Fries...so good I like it even better! There is one on Fort Union and one on 10600 S...I think maybe one in Prove or Orem, too.

Roxie said... [reply]

I have to side with GH on the whole In-N-Out burger thing. They really aren't as great as everyone would make you think. There's one just a few miles from my place, and I haven't been there since I moved to this town. It's just a hamburger.

But I don't like Frosted Flakes.

Kristeee said... [reply]

My husband remembered a fun show at TI with the ship sinking and other piratey fun, so we went to the show the last time we were there. Only then we were greeted with boobies, grinding, and general booty-call-ness. I was embarrassed to be there.

Glad you had fun otherwise. :)

Coolboy said... [reply]


It's in Sandy right next to Chipotle.

emandtrev said... [reply]

Is Jean-Philippe the same place they have gelato at Bellagio? I do love me a good pastry or gelato. So glad your trip was a success, trashy TI show notwithstanding...

heidikins said... [reply]

The Treasure Island show...I hate it. I was all excited about pirates and happened to catch the NASCAR weekend version. Lots of drunk men in tight pants and free T-shirts with BBQ sauce stains...it was horrible. Absolutely horrible.


Lippy said... [reply]

Hmm...if it staved off the homicidees, the highlights outshone the lowlights!

OK I have to try In-and-Out Burger. I've heard too many good things not to!

Bethany said... [reply]

i feel like a bad blog stalker for not warning you about the treasure island show. talk about a waste of time...but at least you weren't watching it in the dead of summer with nasty misters (misters like "water misters" not "male" misters) on you while your eyes bug out of your head.

Mad Hadder said... [reply]

That Love show is THE best. All readers sell whatever you must to get there--pets, kids, houses...

erin said... [reply]

I walked past the MGM thingy about 30 times this week while I was at my convention. I could have told you it was lame, lame, lame.

jane dough said... [reply]

Um, why do pirate slut chicks need their own commemorative motorcycle. I don't get it. I'm just saying. . .

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