Next stop, Vegas Please

Aug 19, 2008 07:47

Well, not really. Next stop is Dallas to catch a connecting flight to Vegas, please. Doesn't fit into the lyrics quite as well. I suppose I'll never be a song writer.

It's about twenty minutes to boarding time and I'm not as excited as I want to be. I'm more excited about not being at work right now than the fact that I'm going anywhere. Every time I've turned on the television the last four days there's been something about Las Vegas on there. Frighteningly, the most recurrant theme in all those Vegas shows was marriage. Did you know you can get married in the back seat of a pink Cadillac with Elvis driving and officiating? My favorite part was his asking each to promise to adopt each other's hound dogs. Not. Still it's kind of cute.

In a fit of - I don't know, nostalgia maybe? - I packed all my Third Watch DVDs into my carry-on. It's five hours flight time so my battery won't last for all that, but Bosco at 15,000 feet? Sign me up.

I suppose I better start packing up. Wish me luck. Any gambling tips would be greatly appreciated. Later :-)

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