Okay, enough about Brett Favre, the Vikings, and conspiracy theories about the stadium dome collapsing. As someone pointed out, it isn't like that was the only time it has collapsed. Actually, I think it is the fifth time. They sure build them to last in Minnesota.
But on to more pleasant topics. Strolling around downtown Las Vegas at night is always kind of fun. Plenty of lights and you can actually walk from one place to another. The casinos and bars are closer together downtown then stuff inside the casinos on the strip. It literally took me half an hour to walk from the sports book of Ceaser's Palace to a smoke shop in the place, buy a cigar and walk back.
Bright Lights Of The City
On this particular evening we had eaten dinner at, I believe, Three Georges. A very good steak house and quite reasonably priced for what you get. Not that it is cheap, but the food is very good and the ambience is classy.
Afterwards Tom, Jon and I headed for The Griffin for a nightcap.
I See The Light
This is one of my favorite nightime haunts when I am in Vegas. Mostly locals and a nice quiet place to have a drink. We were well served by a bartender whose name I took pains to write down on a napkin that I can no longer find.
The Unknown Bartender
I asked her if she would take a picture of the three of us and she gladly obliged.
Smile, Everyone
She asked me why Jon wasn't smiling and I said sometimes if you pulled his ear you could get him to smile.
Trying To Get Jon To Smile
As you can see, I wasn't very successful. She asked if she could try.
Much Better Results
We finished up our cocktails and we then headed to downtown. for a final nightcap. Unfortunately, or not, the one picture I took of the exterior was out of focus and I forgot to take any pictures inside. It was getting to be that time of night.
The Knicks played a thrilling game against the Celtics last night and for the first time in a long time I am not being sarcastic. Went down to the wire and, although they blew a seven point lead in the fourth quarter to lose by two, it was exciting all the way. Up to, and including, Amare's three pointer at the buzzer to win the game, except that it was one-tenth of a second after the buzzer.
Bring on the Heat.
1 comment:
I'm pretty sure I'd sell my soul for the unknown bartender! Vegas is a helluva town, you could spend a month just going to pubs and lounges there!
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