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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April 23rd, 2008

Las Vegas Has The World’s Worst Drivers

Las Vegas Traffic Accident

Las Vegas Traffic Accident

Locals may think that I am stating the obvious.

But from my personal perspective, it appears to be getting worse.

Two days in a row: Screeeeeeeeeech …. BOOM! Screeeeeeeeech …. BOOM!

Both of the accidents are pictured above.

Two days in a row, I have looked out, and seen accidents that defy any real rationale, other than the drivers had their head up their respective asses.

Since living here, these are far from the only two accidents I have seen. From the different places I have lived around town, I have seen hundreds from my own window.

And for every accident I witness, I see at least 20 more near-misses. I hear at least one long “screeeeeeech” hourly. And I am not being hyperbolic for effect. It really is that bad.

About half of the time the owners will leave the scene and not call the cops. Whether it be for insurance reasons, or legal status reasons … I don’t know.

But suffice to say, many accidents that happen in this town are not reported (and therefore not statistically quantified).

In both of the accidents above, there was not much traffic, and the roads were reasonably open.

So how did these respective drivers slam into the vehicles in front of them?

I have no fucking idea. Not even a clue. In both of these cases, the driver would have had to be reading “War and Peace” from cover to cover without looking up at the road. Even a cursory glance at the road ahead would have revealed to them that they were approaching a stopped vehicle.

I have said it before and I will say it again, this town has, by far, the worst drivers I have ever encountered.

And I am not entirely speaking out of my ass here. I was a bicycle messenger in Washington DC and NYC, and was a longtime resident of both cities. I am intimately familiar with the drivers there. I lived in Los Angeles for several years and rode the 10, 405, and 101 nearly daily on my motorcycle. I’ve spent time in most other major cities in this country … Boston, Chicago, Philly, etc. I’ve even ridden in Mexico City taxicabs which should be classified as “thrill rides” in and of themselves.

But I have never, ever, EVER, in all my years on earth seen less competent drivers than I have experienced right here in Las Vegas.

Yes, yes, I know I will get emails saying “Well, you obviously haven’t been to XYZ City because the drivers here are much worse.”

Save the emails, because you are wrong.

Everyone thinks their drivers are the worst, because they experience them daily and are annoyed by them every day.

But no matter how piss-poor crappy you think your drivers are, and they might very well be … Las Vegas drivers are worse.

I don’t care about statistics. We have more illegal aliens than most cities, and our cops are more concerned with raising revenue than helping people (I saw motorists wait 90 minutes for a cop to arrive at an accident last year before giving up and leaving) . I think more of our accidents go unreported than most other places.

So take the statistics and shove them up your ass, because no matter what they say, I promise you that our drivers are worse.

I should actually have known this before moving here.

On my very first trip to Vegas, I found myself driving down Valley View toward the Rio. I saw this large truck about a quarter mile behind me, and the lights kept getting brighter and brighter very quickly. I estimate that he was doing about 80mph. When the lights got ultra bright, I yanked the steering wheel to the right and pulled off the road onto the sidewalk. The guy missed us by mere inches. He had no intention of stopping, and if it wasn’t for our overt paranoia about the vehicle behind us, the occupants of our car would have been road pizza.

And since the road was all but deserted, he would have gotten away with it. And since he was going so fast, we could not get his plate number.

There was no statistic for that certainly-fatal incident that was only averted because of the unusual attention that we paid to the road.

The question that I continue to ponder is … why are drivers in this town so completely and utterly incompetent?

I’m not sure why Vegas drivers are bad, but I think I do know why drivers in general suck.

Because there is no real penalty.

I posted this exact theory before in another article. But I believe that it does bear repeating:

I accumulated hours for a private pilot’s license back in the day.

If I take off from Bummfuck, Nevada en route to Buttfuck, Nevada in a 70Mph, 95Hp single-engine aircraft, and fly over 100 miles of nothing but sand, I need many, many hours of expensive instruction to have the privilege of doing this. What would happen if I crashed? At worst, I would kill a desert snake, and maybe displace some sand. But do you know what else would happen?

My license would be immediately suspended, pending an extensive review by the FAA and the NTSB, and I would be lucky to ever fly again.

Okay, so let’s think of a scenario that is a little less dramatic.

What would happen if I overshot the runway by 10 feet and slightly scratched a retaining fence, but otherwise injured nobody?

What would happen then?

My license would be immediately suspended, pending an extensive review by the FAA and the NTSB, and I would be lucky to ever fly again.

Okay, what about something even less dramatic than that.

What if I simply ignored the instructions of an air traffic controller (the stoplights of the sky) … injuring nobody?

My license would be immediately suspended, pending an extensive review by the FAA and the NTSB, and I would be lucky to ever fly again.

And if I did ever fly again, I better make damn sure that I never again make the same mistake, or my license would be immediately revoked.

To put it simply, you are not allowed to make “mistakes”. None. It is completely unacceptable.

You also need to get a yearly physician’s exam to make absolutely sure that you are physically able to avoid injuring a desert cactus.

Okay, now let’s assume that I want to operate a 300Hp SUV down crowded city streets at 45mph+, mere inches from other vehicles and pedestrians.

Wow, the licensing requirement for that must be really difficult. After all, it is infinitely more dangerous and requires a much higher degree of attention and focus. And if I made a mistake, surely the penalties would be swift and extreme. After all, I am operating in an extraordinarily crowded space with very little tolerance for error. If I thought a pilot’s license was hard to get, then one of these “motor vehicle licenses” must require skills testing above and beyond my wildest dreams.

Right? RIGHT?

Uh, no.

The great irony is that anyone with an IQ of 60 or above can simply take a written test until they pass (which could be done by randomly filling in circles), go through the motions of taking a “driving test”, and obtain a license to plow down any street on planet earth.

Oh, and they are allowed to make “mistakes”. “Points” are subtracted and cursory fines are given for recklessly endangering the lives of … well, pretty much everyone. What is the difference between running a red light in a 3,000lb vehicle, and closing your eyes while discharging a shotgun on a street corner? As far as I can tell … there is no difference. Maybe you’ll hit someone, maybe you won’t. But the former will get you a ticket, whereas the latter will land you in jail.

I don’t get it. I don’t even come close to getting it.

And what is even more ridiculous is that people seem to like this system, although they would go completely ballistic and call for the head of any pilot who failed to heed a traffic pattern instruction and caused a near-miss with a passenger aircraft.

The public likes it because it’s easy, the governments like it because licensing and fines are cash cows, the Insurance industry likes it because they legally have to be used, automakers love it because any asswipe can buy their product (unlike Cessna), the Legal industry loves it because they make a fortune on the “mistakes”, and the Medical industry loves it because it ensures a steady stream of business.

A license which requires someone to pay attention could potentially kill the economy.

Who honestly takes driving seriously? Who gets in, and 100% focuses on the task of safely piloting a vehicle? Who uses turn signals? Who drives like the lives of other people depend upon it?

Some guy named Fred in Dubuque, Iowa … that’s who. And he’s considered really uncool. Well, everyone in Iowa is considered really uncool, but that’s not the point.

Airplanes have auto-pilot and flying one can be incredibly boring. But you still can’t generally find a 300Watt Sound System with Sub Woofers in any airplane.

So what is my point?

Simply that if you drive a motor vehicle in Las Vegas, chances are high that you are a danger to society, and that you completely and utterly suck.

I suppose that’s pretty much it.

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