. . . from the 12th (today) to the 17th. No telling when or how often I will post, and I will undoubtedly be even more remiss than usual visiting your blogs.
We’ll be staying with my folks, which is always an adventure. My goal on this vacation is to find some GOOD places to eat, and spend as little time in buffets as possible. I would also like to expose my son to some stand-up comedy and/or live theater, if I can find it.
One neat thing: WordPress lets me set the posting date and time in advance, so I have a few goodies planned for y’all. And with any luck, I may even have some Las Vegan snark to share.
D.
Have a good trip, Doug. Looking forward to the travelogue when you get back.
Promise us though, that no matter how desperate things may seem–however bad a beating you’re taking at the craps table–you won’t muscle your kid for his allowance money “so Daddy can break even…”
Have fun. Go see that Pirate thing.
Viva Las Vegas!! Have fun Doug, go forth and flirt with one of the Klingons (don’t bring tribbles) (Flirting is a Beardly family tradition going back to 92 year old Great-Great Uncle walking to the Dunkin Donuts to flirt with the waitress (didn’t matter which one) You live longer with flirting. Acting on it….well…that results in many spiders and a new episode for CSI)
Hey, why flirt when I can drive north to the Best Little Whorehouse in Nevada? Just kidding. I read on the ‘net a commentary written by a prostitution connoisseur who wrote that Nevada prostitutes are really quite homely — and overpriced. “You’d be better off using the money to fly to Europe . . . ” and so forth. Okay, here’s the scoop from my father (reading over my shoulder): Amsterdam, that’s where you ought to go!
R.B., I really don’t gamble much; and with my son in tow, I can’t exactly hang out by the tables.