Rex's Las Vegas Blog

Selling Your Soul
March 13th, 2010

There is one aspect of Rexville that people have been asking me to cover for roughly the past six months, but I have so far resisted doing so. At least in-depth.

In addition to weekly motels, wedding chapels, drug sales, streetwalkers-r-us, tattoo parlors, strip clubs, and bail bonds places ... the next most prominent business type in the neighborhood would probably be pawn shops. I don't think I've ever seen a two-square-mile area in the world with more pawn shops than Rexville. Unfortunately, these are probably the businesses in which I am the least interested.

Something about pawn shops have always depressed me. They represent the aspect of capitalism that I am the least fond of. Basically, one man's misfortune is another's gain. I generally don't think well of payday loan places, or realtors who take customers on tours of houses where the occupants have just been thrown on the street. I could never go to a foreclosure sale or an auction where people's lives are sold off piece-by-piece. I would feel like a parasite.

The USA has gone from a nation of innovators to a nation of professional middle-men. We don't really produce anything anymore. Instead, we just stick our finger in as many jars as we can find. We re-sell the same product or service as many times as possible so that multiple people can skim value off of something they had no hand in creating.

Why create something of value when you can buy, sell, or broker it?

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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 ...


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

June 21st, 2008

New Thrill Ride Planned For Paris Las Vegas

Paris Las Vegas

Apparently it went into the testing phase yesterday, and a few lucky tourists were the first to ride it.

The problem is, the damn ride looks like a regular elevator and these hapless tourists had no idea that they were stepping on “Elevator: The Ride”. Harrah’s really needs to mark these things more clearly.

It was a terrifying free fall for people inside an elevator at the Paris hotel-casino Friday. It happened around noon.

Fire officials say four people were inside the elevator on the 30th floor when a cable snapped. The elevator dropped roughly fifteen floors before the brake system kicked in and slowly lowered the people inside to the fourteenth.

Officials say once they secured the elevator, crews went through the shaft, cut through the elevator wall and opened the door to get the passengers out. One 60-year-old woman complained of lower back pain, but was treated at the scene. No one else was injured.

Now, I could make a thousand jokes about how this happened because Harrah’s probably bribed off the elevator inspectors and/or are owned by a group of devil-worshiping anti-Christs … but that may be perceived as negative toward Harrah’s.

And if there is one thing I refuse to be … is negative toward Harrah’s.

They reamed the RJ and stopped selling their papers after remodelgate, so I have to be very, very careful about how I word things or this site is going to get blocked from the Harrah’s very fair and reasonable $15/day wi-fi access.

In all seriousness, I have been stuck in elevators several times in my life. It is one of the inevitabilities of urban living and it is an unpleasant and helpless feeling.

I’ve never fallen though, and I honestly don’t remember hearing of a “cable snapping” in the last twenty or so years. Supposedly the concept is extremely antiquated due to the nature of modern elevators, and has been practically relegated to the”urban myth” category.

Elevator cables simply don’t “snap” anymore.

The way it was explained to me by an Otis (elevator company) guy as he was extracting me from a stuck car about 15 years ago, elevator cables have at least 7 steel strands wrapped around each other. Each one of those strands can support the entire weight of the elevator car plus two thousand pounds.

So let’s say, three cables snap. Well, not to worry, you still have 4 perfectly effective cables still intact. Hell, six of the seven could snap, and you are still fine so long as you are not in a car with Rosie O’Donnel.

Therefore, even though it is Harrah’s, it still stuns the living shit out of me that all of the cables on the car would be broken.

You actually have to make a concerted effort to have every cable on the elevator fail in 2008.

Hell, you had to make an effort to have it happen in 1975.

I realize that it is an isolated incident, and statistically impossible that it will happen a second time … but then again, it was statistically impossible that it would happen in the first place.

How long do you have to go between inspections to realize that every strand of the cable is frayed?

Luckily they were high up and the brakes worked.

Again, though, it was explained to me that the brakes worked in a split second, and would engage immediately in the event of a lift failure, and the elevator would not “fall”. It would just stick where it is.

But the Paris elevator fell 15 floors. That’s not any more normal than a cable snapping. Somebody needs to take the thing to Midas and slap some new brake pads on it. Apparently, nothing really worked as designed. They were just lucky it happened high up.

If the cable had snapped on the 10th floor instead of the 30th, then it could have been a completely different outcome. (10th floor minus 15 floor drop equals negative 5 floors equals “Dude, where’s my spleen?”)

I realize that a replacement cable costs money and the economy is tight, but sometimes you just have to bite the bullet and spend the cash.

Fine, so Harrah’s-bashing is played out and overdone. I don’t completely disagree with that.

But come on, stuff like this is just a double-dog-dare, which I simply can’t ignore. This is just plain lazy and hapless, and if they don’t stop cutting corners someone is going to get hurt.

I think we would all give up the buffet comp to, I don’t know … LIVE through the weekend.

Next time I go to a Harrah’s property, my ass is taking the stairs. Unless they have somehow managed to fuck those up to.

“Breaking: Caesar’s staircase collapses on man who was too afraid to take elevator”

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