What I Learned In Vegas This Weekend

Sunday October 15, 2006
  1. Do not forget your wallet, or else you will never hear the end of it for the remainder of the trip.
  2. Kicking your friends’ asses at Tetris DS is extremely satisfying.
  3. It’s even more satisfying if done while drunk and taking a dump in the bathroom.
  4. You will only win at roulette if you use an extremely dumb method to choose the winning color.
  5. I have aged a lot in a span of three months. I went from being carded at every casino to being carded only once.
  6. I do not like Jägermeister

You’d Think It’d Be The Ugly Girls

Wednesday August 24, 2005

Excalibur is certainly not one of the trendiest casinos in Las Vegas. Neighboring casino Luxor has a night club, Ra, that is considered very popular and exclusive. New York New York and MGM Grand, both across the street, are much newer and usually draw much larger crowds. So why were there so many hot girls walking around the casino floor of Excalibur?

After playing as much roulette and Spanish 21 (It’s the same as Blackjack, just without the face cards) as our wallets could take, we decided to walk over to Luxor to see if anything there was worth checking out. We headed upstairs, past the foodcourt to the walkway connecting the two casinos, and passed by the theater. With a large croud of women standing outside. Beautiful women. And no men with them.

We slowed down our pace, eventually stopping. All of us stood there and stared. Confused. “Why are there so many hot girls here,” we said.

Richard and Basil walked towards them to find out, and the rest of us trailed behind. All of a sudden Richard turned around and started waving us back with his hands. “Go back! Go back!”

“Why? What is it?”

“I saw a poster for ‘Thunder From Down Under‘”

Dirt Road

Thursday August 18, 2005

“Greg, I think we need to follow him.”

It’s shortly after the three-lane highway becomes a two-lane highway that we see the PT Cruiser cut across the dirt and bushes and through a hole in the barbed wire fence.

“Wait, let’s see if he makes it. Oh look, he’s slowing at the hole.”

We watch as he approaches the hole in the fence, and then the entire car bobs up, struggles for a moment, and then back over again to join the dirt road running parallel to the highway.

“That’s it. Follow!”

Continue reading “Dirt Road”

about

Eric Lim smells like noodles; enjoys driving in traffic in the Los Angeles area; is scared of girls; tries to make people feel bad; is allergic to hot wings; is (almost) undefeated Go Fish Champion; is the destroyer of toasters; is a self-qualified CSS Ninja; wants to learn to ride a unicycle just so he can call himself "GizmoDuck"; and is an aspiring writer who doesn't write.

He is eagerly awaiting the revolution.

Reach him at
eric at pres.umptuo.us