"Mind Blowing" Party

So most of the marketing people from the Aladdin and all of the other casinos on the strip were invited to a private party at Steve Wyrick's house last Tuesday. Open bar, food and lots of people. There was a chocolate fountain. That's right, a chocolate fountain. It was surrounded by pretzles, strawberries, and various other delightful things that people like to dip in chololate and you just ran it under the fountain, waited for it to dry for a couple of seconds and then you had chocolate covered something. That was pretty cool. I'm pretty easily amused, hey? So we got the whole run of his house. We were allowed to go anywhere. He only had a two bedroom house in a "Country Club" sort of place, no pool, no hot tub. But he had a killer bathroom in the master bedroom. His shower was as big as the bathroom in my bedroom. He had a jacuzzi tub in the center of his bathroom with dual sinks on both sides. Decorated very plainly but he may have just put stuff away so that creeps like us didn't steal anything. It was fun. He had an amazing view as well. It overlooked the golf course, and the Strip. I can only hope to be able to afford something like that in my life.

I got summoned for jury duty again. This time it's Federal Court. DA DA DA! Maybe I'll get the Sandy Murphy trail. You know, the one who supposedly killed her husband and billionaire Ted Binion. I doubt it.

I'm going to balance my check book now. WHEEEEE