When I Dip You Dip We Dip

So the real point of the drive was, of course, to get to Vegas. It wasn’t that bad of a drive, especially for me since I could sleep. Apparently MK tells me it’s harder when you have to actually do the driving. Getting in to Nevada was cool, the casinos start as soon as they are allowed. Border pics:

And we saw a giant wreck:

Vegas was the awesomest ever (I say that every time, I know). We stayed at the new Planet Hollywood, which was fine even though I would not recommend it. We kept getting in free no waiting in line to clubs at night (must be MK’s dimples) and got to check out a bunch of new bars. We slept most of the day after seeing the sun come up. We upped Red Bull stock considerably. SoCal is officially too small when you see people you know IN VEGAS, but that was cool too.

Sunday we stayed at the Hard Rock. There is nothing in that hotel that is remotely cool, especially since it’s under construction. Here’s one you might not know: the light fixtures have cymbals over them. Real ones. People bang on them NO MATTER WHAT TIME IT IS. Who’s the idiot that came up with that? Fortunately I passed out and didn’t have to hear it. The bathroom was like a Motel 6, it was so awful.

The only reason we submitted to this torture was all the nonsense we heard about REHAB, the pool party Sundays. So we get down there and walk right in. The line for non hotel guests is, from what we hear, over 2 hours long by noon, and also (by rumor) more expensive than just paying for the room sometimes. So you stay in the junky room, and skip the line.

I’m thinking it’s like a lounge type thing. NOPE. It’s a wild super rock your face off see and be seen party the likes of which I’ve never seen. It made MTV Spring Break look like a snooze fest. They were filming a movie. There were beds in the sand, and cabanas everywhere. There were people freaking making it rain (click for explanation) over the pool. What??? The DJs were the best of the best. Everyone was prancing and dancing and drinking and partying like mad. It was awesome. Really, really awesome.

Palm Springs

Before the company (I’m screwing up already) was the road trip. We drove to Palm Springs to see what was going on there in the hot hot heat. It’s hot.

We ate some really good food and met the people that have been keeping UR company for ages. We saw a show. We slept in the most comfortable bed in the nicest hotel ever. We did the tram. We drove through the ritzy neighborhood. We saw that guy that got fired from that show. It was a quick stop but all we needed to see what Palm Springs was like. During tourist season I bet it’s a trip, but I like going when things aren’t such a zoo (like our home right now).

Here’s a bunch of not that impressive photos.

The Expensive Dark Knight

Story One from guest one, JM, besides the usual (shark snorkeling, cove snorkeling, pigging out, beaching it, SHOPPING) is our little trip to see The Dark Knight. Batman rules, of course, but definitely rules MORE when you go to In-N-Out Burger first. Then get popcorn. And Coke (zero…). But the super baddest Batman feature was that we saw it in IMAX.

There was quite a line and it did sell out but our seats were fine. The only thing I remember seeing in IMAX is the story of the Alamo, so this was pretty great. There were six scenes that were filmed IN IMAX, which is awesome even though I have no idea what that means. JM even had to point out which ones they were (the screen got bigger).

The only shocking part of this to me – and remember, I’m all for high gas prices and don’t have any reason yet to complain about the economy – was that the tickets were 15$ a piece!!!

Well, Joker, 15$ is a lot of money. That’s why.