Rex's Las Vegas Lists

How To Spend Your Bachelor Weekend in Las Vegas (25 Do's and Don'ts)
March 2nd, 2010

30 Must Follow Rules For Any Las Vegas Casino Gambler - Part 2
February 24th, 2010

30 Must Follow Rules For Any Las Vegas Casino Gambler - Part 1
February 17th, 2010

Top 15: Las Vegas Spots Not Found on a Tourist Map
January 27th, 2010

Top 10: Epic Las Vegas Heists
January 12th, 2010

Top 10: Best Looking Las Vegas Cocktail Waitresses
January 4th, 2010

Top 10 Best Las Vegas Gaming Pits
December 8th, 2009

17 Things First Time Visitors Must Do in Las Vegas
November 23rd, 2009

15 Ways To Get Kicked Out of a Las Vegas Casino
November 9th, 2009


Rex's Las Vegas Blog

Word To Your Mother Earth
March 12th, 2010

Now, I've taken a lot of criticism for my "climate change" stance, but of all of the things I get criticized for, I consider these attacks to be the most unwarranted and unjustified.

In my mind, when people criticize me for making fun of global warming, it is akin to meth addicts with DARE bumper-stickers chastising me for my caffeine intake. It's irrational.

If one were to do a comprehensive audit of fully-functional 41 year old males in the USA (paraplegics probably use little gasoline), I would estimate that my personal lifetime carbon footprint would place me in the bottom ten percentile ... if not the bottom five.

I've always made it priority #1 to live where things were actually located. I've never "driven to work" on a daily basis. I've walked, biked, roller bladed, and taken the bus/subway ... but hour-long daily automobile commutes are a completely foreign concept to me. Driving in traffic feels like torture and I go to great lengths to avoid it.

Sure, I own a car now, but I've earned it. I paid my "carbon" dues in spades for damn near 35 years. I'm too banged up to self-propel myself quite as far as I used to. Especially in 110 degree temperatures. Still, personal drives of over 5 miles are uncommon, and I still overwhelmingly prefer the bus or the monorail. On a day-to-day basis, my "carbon footprint" is still probably 80% less than the average suburbanite's.

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How Long Is Your Yardstick?
March 11th, 2010

The LVCVA reported average daily rates as $99.75 while a major hotel-booking site reported them to be $79.

For those of you keeping score at home, the LVCVA is being 26% more optimistic than the private company. The private company also says that rates dropped 18% in 6 months, and the LVCVA says they only fell 4% in an entire year.

Who's right? Who's wrong?

Who knows?

The thing about stats is ... they usually lie.

Numbers are easy to throw out, and since few people have the resources or initiative to double-check them, you can more or less make numbers up and still sound plausible. Even if you do know absolutes, there are a myriad of ways to manipulate them to show what you want to prove. For example, the Visitor's Authority may have used a smaller starting number (104 vs. 109) to make the decrease look less dramatic.

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The Resurrexion
March 10th, 2010

I just got out of the hospital, and first let me say that I very much appreciate all of the well-wishes. I even appreciate some of the questionable-wishes, such as those opining that I had some venereal disease, and even the one person who took the time out of his day to email me a simple "I hope you die".

I'm sure the latter was not a unique sentiment, so kudos for having the courage to say what many others were surely thinking. And by courage, I mean "sending an unsigned email from an anonymous email account". It must have taken hours to work up the strength to do that.

Can you imagine Rosa Parks in 2010?

From: sweet_mama_chocolate87156@yahoo.com To: The Montgomery Transit Authority

I'm sick and tired of your discriminatory policies, and I'm not going to take it anymore. If you don't let black folks sit at the front of the bus, I'm gonna post all of your email addresses on alt.sex.bestiality and post pictures of your racist drivers on 4chan!"

The Black Panthers would probably coordinate wholly via Twitter, where uprisings would be routinely thwarted by "service unavailable" and "check out our latest deals!" messages. The 140 character limit would probably also lead to some confusion.

"We are sick and tired of the white devil keeping us down. If you are with us, fight the power and rally at the intersection of 181st Street and M..."

"Sorry, that last message was too long. We will be rallying at 181st Street and Market Avenue. We are mad as hell and will not take it anymore. Make sure you are there promptly at N..."

It's a good thing the civil rights movement happened 50 years ago.

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The Blind Leading the Blind
March 6th, 2010

This is exactly why I don't read fiction.

The truth is so much more bizarre.

On Thursday, President O'Drama signed the "Travel Promotion Act" into law.

This particular act is designed to convince people from other countries to vacation in the Unites Sates. The act will be funded by a $10 fee on all tourists to the U.S.

That's right, we will begin luring people to our great nation by charging them more money before they even set foot on our soil.

So far, so bad.

That's nowhere near the worst part, however.

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Life in the Slow Lane
March 4th, 2010

Earlier tonight, I engaged in a bit of ghetto gambling. This was not the "play at the Western" version of ghetto gambling, instead, it was the cheap person version. Ghetto gambling is gaming that has all the fun of gambling, without any of the risk or reward. My own personal rendition of ghetto gambling involves taking only $20 to a local casino (usually the Sahara or Stratosphere) without an ATM card or even a wallet. Then, I play along these lines: I start out with $20, and I begin playing at a $3 or $5 table. I play a few hands until I double up or lose 50%. Unfortunately, I do not tip during these minor sessions unless I go on a big streak, and even then it's no more than a couple of bucks. If I double up, I pocket $20, and then proceed to play with "free" money at whatever low-limit game I feel like playing. The worst I can do is break-even on the session. If I get dinged for 50% early, I go to the $1 BJ tables or nickel Video Poker machines. If I manage to double up at these tables or machines, I go back to a "higher" limit ($3-$5) BJ table and repeat the process. If I lose it all ... I stop playing. At times, I have been able to make a single $20 bill last two hours while ghetto gambling, while getting the occasional free drink in the process. Read more ...


Wackjack
March 2nd, 2010

"NASCAR Weekend" just wrapped up in Las Vegas, and following a new personal tradition, I spent a good part of the weekend at the Sahara.

Frankly, I've always found the Sahara's NASCAR theme to be somewhat unusual. It just doesn't seem to "fit" for some reason.

The Sahara is a desert-themed hotel with a rich and storied history (the Beatles stayed here during their first visit to Vegas), and I never really figured out how stock cars found their way into this paradigm. On any given day, you can stand outside and watch a race car roller coaster loop past the iconic neon camels. It's a very odd paring. Kind of like putting a gigantic poster of two Mormons facing the sinful Vegas Strip. As if that could happen.

Anyway, since the Sahara is ground zero for racing fans in Vegas, this is obviously one of the best places in town to spend a racing weekend ... second only to the track itself.

After walking to the casino and scoping out a prime Blackjack table on Saturday, I became slightly disillusioned with how the Sahara was conducting itself. While both $3 and $5 "real" Blackjack tables are standard offerings at the casino (which is part of why the property is endearing for me), the Sahara had converted at least half of their five dollar games to 6:5.

Given the loyal crowds, this seemed very opportunistic.

Look, I understand the laws of supply and demand, and I understand what most people consider to be "good business decisions". Americans think "capitalism" is synonymous with "greed", and they think that good capitalists need to "capitalize" on every customer.

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March 12th, 2007

The Stardust Implosion

Fireworks and implosion only (5 minutes)

Crowd shots, anticipation, fireworks, and implosion. The next best thing to being there (10 minutes)

I hopped on my bicycle at 1:30am and headed over to Las Vegas Boulevard (LVB) and Cathedral.

It was really the only practical way to go. The roads were closed, there was no cab or bus service, and I didn’t feel like walking.

They closed off LVB between Spring Mountain and Sahara (roughly), so I rode and parked my bike next to a tree in the median, on the bridge over DI. I would later learn that being on this bridge was a bit scary when the building came down, because the bridge shook and bounced like crazy. I thought it might cave in.

After all, this was the tallest building to ever be imploded on the Las Vegas Strip.

There were people everywhere. Many of them drunk with beers in their hands. Some of them were acting like complete assholes (“knock that fucking piece of shit down!”). Some were media folks. But the majority were camera-toting locals just like me. All of the locals were really nice and almost all of them talked about how bummed they were to see the Stardust go.

A lady was walking around selling dust masks for $2/each. I bought one. It didn’t help my eyes though (they still sting).

Finally the fireworks went off, the building came down, and there was literally a stampede in the street. Apparently the drunk tourists (now with open beers full of dirt) were not aware that implosions generate dust clouds, and they ran away from the Stardust like they were running from the bulls in Pamplona, Spain.

I am glad I bought the dust mask, because at least I could breathe.

I decided to ride out of the crowd, and head south on the Strip since I basically had the whole thing to myself. There was no traffic at all.

I rode up to Bill’s to see the new sign, but I noted that it was not yet lit up at night. I took a photo anyway.

Bills Gamblin Hall Sign

I also noticed that they were doing some kind of nighttime work on the marquee:

Bills Marquee

It was about here that my chain fell off my bike sprocket. Dammit!

I have to sit on the sidewalk, fix it, and get my hands covered in oil. Tourists look at me curiously while passing by.

I also have a verbal issue with a douchebag Flamingo cab-jockey, but that’s a different post.

So now it’s about 3am, and I decide to head home. My eyes are burning and the whole Strip literally wreaks of dust and something that smelled like gasoline or paint thinner.

I pedal a mile east of the Strip, look back, and see that the whole Strip is enshrouded in a cloud of Stardust … dust.

Strip Stardust Haze

Strip Haze

Stardust Haze

Nasty stuff.

So I ride on home and my neighbor asks me if there was an earthquake. No, the Stardust just got imploded.

She actually didn’t know, and apparently it shook our whole building.

I get in my home, and it wreaks of dust and there is crap on my TV screen. Wow, that stuff really traveled. I had to shut the windows and turn on the A/C to clean the air.

Anyway, that was my final night with the Stardust. One of the truly great and iconic properties in Las Vegas history.

Let’s hope that Echelon place is worth it.

Oh, the moon also looked pretty cool last night:

Moon Over Las Vegas

14 comments to The Stardust Implosion

  • We are waiting ;-)

    I lived in the Stardust for a couple of months, now this historic building will be gone.

    Greets form The Netherlands.

    Arminius

  • It is rendering. FLV takes forever to render. It is showing 2 hours remaining.

    As soon as it it finished, the video will appear at the top.

    Hopefully it came out well.

    A shroud of dust is currently hanging over the strip. I had to shut my windows and turn on the A/C because the dust cloud is enveloping everything within 2 miles of the strip … the east side is getting the worst of it.

    Keep in mind that this is the tallest building that has ever been imploded on the Las Vegas strip. It’s pretty nasty out there right now.

  • DannyOcean

    Great video!

    It looks like they spent more on fireworks than on the charges to actually bring the shell down.

  • JRogow

    Good by old friend, we had some great times and I’ll miss you.

  • Jerry P

    Now to see if there are any bodies buried on the property.

  • Dan

    Dude, The coverage and video was great I have been reading your site everday, I really enjoy your info, keep up the good work..

  • Dwayne

    Nice job shooting the video. To bad the ole’ girl had to come down.

  • Robb

    VegasRex,

    Keep up the good work, I check out you site everyday and really enjoy your reports. Thanks!!!

  • Don

    Soon there will be no reason to go to Vegas, it will just be one big shopping mall with expensive restaurants. I guess some would say its been a good ride. Thanks for the coverage and good luck.

  • Let’s hope that Echelon place is worth it.

    Amen.

  • A German tourist

    Amen to that, Don. Vegas used to be a great bargain holiday (hotels and food) with good gambling. Today it’s mostly shitty gambling with most prices (again hotels and food) in the range like other cities.

  • D.P.

    We were in town when the Stardust became just dust. My wife wanted to go see it but, I talked her out of it. I was aware of the huge amount of crap that would be thrown up in the air and with her allergies, it wasn’t going to be worth it. As it was both our sinuses gave us fits the entire week. Now that I’m home I’m breathing fine. Normally, it’s the other way around. When I’m in Vegas I don’t have any problems but when the allergians are coming out at home I have issues.

    Don,

    For the first time in ten years of going to Vegas we felt just like you posted. What’s the point? I never thought I’d see the day that the odds on the strip were as bad as the airport but, when I saw 6/5 paytables on some of the quarter Bonus Poker machines on the strip (Bellagio I recall clearly) I realized my days of gambling in Vegas were all but done. South Point and Red Rock are nice but, who wants to drive that far off the strip just to gamble.

    The new stuff will be new only so long and, after we’ve seen it once, then what’s the big deal? How many Cirque shows can one go see before it becomes old hat?

    This really was the first time that both of us were ready to leave Vegas for home. It was a sad day for both of us.

  • D.P.

    BTW,

    Thanks Rex for all the great pics. I’ll show my wife what she missed and why she couldn’t breath this past week.

  • J dogg

    I was one of those drunk assholes chanting. Your publicated words recorded my essance. Thanks dude.