I went to the Bellagio Conservatory on Sunday. The lady at the front desk said that the display had changed.

It hadn’t changed. It’s the same damn display that has been up since Memorial Day. That display was okay at first, but it’s really starting to bore me. It’s been up since May! For the love of everything that is good in the world … CHANGE IT!!!

http://www.vegasrex.com/photos/bellagio-conservatory/

Of course, the Dick and Balls sculpture is still standing:

Anyway, being that there wasn’t much to see at the Conservatory that we hadn’t seen 100 times already, we headed over to the Bellagio Buffet for breakfast. As we were standing in line, I looked at the $24 price that we were going to pay for that bastard hybrid meal … “Brunch”.

And then it hit me. I didn’t want Brunch. I didn’t want eggs. I didn’t want croissants. I wanted meat. And I could get the best meat on planet earth for about $3. So we we piled in the car and made the 2 mile drive to In-N-Out Burger at Tropicana and Industrial, uh, I mean “Dean Martin Dr.” Oh fuck it, I mean “Industrial”. I’ve never used the name “Dean Martin Drive” in real life, and I see no reason to start now. It will always be simply “Industrial”.

You can polish a turd, but it’s still a turd. “Industrial” is the more befitting name for the road.

But I digress …

I got a #1, of course. I asked for it “VegasRex Style”. And since everyone at In-N-Out knows what a “VegasRex Style” burger is, they went right to work on it.

Atually, they gave me a blank look, so I had to spell it out … “Double-Double, extra lettuce, extra tomatoes, no special sauce … ketchup and mustard instead.” No big deal. Eventualy they’ll memorize it.

I have to tell you, it was a good call. I love the Bellagio Buffet, but sometimes only In-N-Out will do. And this was one of those days. The food was great as usual.

I don’t think the Bellagio would have hit the spot any better.

While walking out, I noticed something that I will be forwarding to the Mayor.

Since that professional sports team isn’t quite working out, I think this is a viable alternative for Oscar:

On second thought, maybe it wouldn’t be such a good idea.

Can you imagine the bribes that would be required for extra tomatoes?

The place would become “Nevada Power Burger” in no time.

Okay, it seems like I have been on a mission to shit on Harrah’s lately, right?

I can assure you that nothing can be further from the truth. I repeatedly go back, sure that my experiences are the exception to the rule.

But it really, really seems like they have been going out of their way to shit on me.

I was at the Flamingo again, and was strolling through the courtyard with my kid.

I noticed that the bird-exploiting people were out. They would hang parrots off of people, and charge them $10 to take their picture.

I took pictures of a few unknown families with the birds.

After the third family, I figured “why not” … I’ll go ahead and let them hang birds off my kid and I will pay them.

I walked up to the bird lady, and I was very polite … but of course … she was a bitch. Kind of a running theme at Harrah’s lately.

Me: Hello, I would like to do this bird thing for my kid. I’ll go ahead and pay whatever your are charging, but you don’t need to take pictures, I have my own camera.

Bird Lady: We are required to take the pictures.

Me: Okay, I understand. I’ll buy your pictures as well.

Bird Lady: Only we can take pictures, you cannot.

Me: I’ve been taking pictures for the past 10 minutes.

Bird Lady: Well, you can’t take pictures when the parrots are on your own child.

Me: Huh? I can take pictures of everyone else’s kids, but not my own?

Bird Lady: That’s correct.

Me: Well I have like 20 pictures of everyone else’s family, but I can’t take a picture of my own?

Bird Lady: No, you cannot.

What the motherfucking fucking fuck???

Raise your hand if this makes sense. If your hand is raised … shoot yourself. Please.

At this point I just put my money back in my pocket and walked away. She didn’t seem to care. I’m assuming she was making something around minimum wage … and her hatred for all living creatures was self-evident.

I swear this town didn’t used to be this way. Back in 2000 they let me ride the Big Shot 10 times in a row because nobody else was in line. Folks went out of their way to do what I wanted as long as it didn’t bother anyone else.

Now, more often than not, it’s one surly bitch after another barking one nonsensical rule at you after another while security follows you around in the event that your camera is a thermonuclear device.

Most of my bad experiences have been at Harrah’s properties lately. Coincidence? Bad luck? Wrong place at the wrong time? Exception to the rule?

Sure, those are all valid possibilities.

But … just damn.

I’m glad I was in this town when they used to try. Because it was a much better place to visit.

I still love the town, but service is getting worse seemingly by the minute. It really is getting depressing.

Oh well, a shitty way to end a shitty week.

I’m going to see if I can avoid Harrah’s this weekend.

The Bellagio Conservatory has a new display, and they have yet to scream at me for taking pictures of it. I’ll see how that goes.

I’m half expecting an employee from Bally’s to run across to the Bellagio and beat me in the head with a steel pipe … just to make sure I don’t slip up and enjoy myself.

The stadium that was going to be built in the area above has been scrapped.

Now it’s going to be built in the area below. I put the arrow as close to the area as possible, but the actual location is a bit further left … behind Bally’s and Paris … but this is in the general ballpark (no pun intended).

It’s going to be a 20,000 seat stadium that complies with all NBA and NHL specifications blah, blah, blah. At least that’s what they tell us.

Frankly I don’t think it’s going to be built, but it’s fun watching them “virtually relocate” the stadium every couple of months.

They are going to keep moving it south until they get to Phoenix, then scream “Hey, there’s already one here!” and declare victory.

I personally don’t support any stadium plan that doesn’t call for the complete obliteration of the Imperial Palace.

Not content to simply govern Clark County.

Not content to keep screaming babies awake all night.

Not content to get people killed by forcing them to walk in the street.

Not content to operate a monopoly contrary to the interests of capitalism and the free market and make record profits while bribing off our local government and media.

Nevada Power is coming back to our fearless leaders again. And our fearless leaders will once again show their courage and dedication to the people of Las Vegas … by bending over and spreading their ass cheeks.

Just like they have done every single time for the last 10 years.

Anyone stupid enough to re-elect the corrupt fucks who let this happen on their watch should just hand over all of their worldly possessions to Nevada Power and shoot themselves in the head so that the rest of us could possibly vote out the pricks that “serve our community”.

Nevada Power Seeks Another Rate Hike

Nevada Power is looking to raise rates for residential service by one-percent.

Because of a new state law, the company is required to adjust for fuel and power price incrased every quarter. That means the average bill will see a $2 per month increase.

If approved, the rate hike will go into effect on Oct. 1.

ROFLMAO!!! “If” approved.

Our local “media”. They would be cute if they weren’t so damn useless.

Not that we didn’t know this a year ago, but they finally put the name on the building so that it is visible from most angles.

It’s just about topped off.

The inside is still fairly hollow, but the main structure is almost complete.

Those guys work 24/7. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night to drain the monster, and look out my window to see the blowtorches working furiously inside.

Maybe it will be done by the end of the year after all.