A Blunt Analysis: Vegas Variety

I started the day by going to the pool and ordering breakfast. Of course, it was 1pm, so my breakfast looked a lot like lunch. I ordered a BYO burger, with double avocado, $10, and a frozen drink called "Allure" (hard lemonade with blueberry liquor) for $8. What arrived was a 1/2 lb burger with tomato, onion, lettuce, and an entire avocado sliced on top, and mountain of fries, and a couple pickle spears. Apparently in Vegas they want you so fat you can't get off the stool in front of the slot machine! It was really yummy.
With all the aging baby boomers making Vegas their mecca, they should have some fun with the drink names. Instead of "Aphrodesiac", "Allure", "Forbidden Fruit", and "Sweet Seduction", the drink names could be "Little Blue Potion", "Hot Flash", "Hearing-ade" and "Hypogonadism".

Shelley on a raft at the pool. Raft rental is $20, so when she saw one that had been abandoned by its owner, she quickly hermit-crabbed into it.

Around 4:30, the guys joined us, just in time for happy hour, where the 32 oz drinks were only $9.

With no shade, no hat and no sunglasses, Ron was forced to salute everyone he talked to. I ran into the pool store and bought him a ballcap for $9.

For about an hour, we had shade. And I actually got cold! I was glad when the sun peeked out from around the tower.

~~Stolen~~ Borrowed things are just more fun to use, ya know?

Happy Hour

Hmmm... Maybe he's compensating for something? I'm kidding! I'm a kidder!

Mountains out back of the hotel. Pic taken from elevator lobby.

We walked down to Margaritaville for dinner.

Shelley keeping the beeper for us. It was too loud to hear it go off, so she put it where she'd feel it vibrate.

Blender Girl. Every hour, she comes out and dances provacatively, then slides down a volcano into a giant blender of Margarita. She then she gets fished out by a giant fish hook and dances some more. The men were positively riveted.

Stilt guys that go around making goofy balloon hats for the diners.

Ron et al collected enough money to get me lei'd at Margaritaville. Real flowers with a very sweet scent. The money went to an organization called "Save the Ta-tas" raising money for breast cancer research.