(No) Fear and (No) Loathing in Las Vegas New York City

I’ve not yet been here 24 hours, and already, this trip is fixing to be the best ever. So far, I have:

  • Been called the “Third Hilton Sister”
  • Nearly hit the guy who called me the “Third Hilton Sister”, but opted instead to take him up on his offer to buy me a drink and then ignore him
  • Sang “Lady”, “In Da Club” and “Billie Jean” in Karaoke
  • Got furious at the proprieters of said Karaoke bar for not having “I Touch Myself” or “Don’t Go Breakin’ My Heart” as karaoke options
  • Got over it when I realized that they DID have both “Islands in the Stream” and “More Than Words”
  • Hijacked a Limo
  • Got chastised by the Limo driver for attempting to drink the champagne located inside
  • Got back at aforementioned Limo driver by stealing a rose
  • Told everyone at the bar that I was on the next Bachelor and “Yes, I [have] accepted his rose!”
  • Called no less than 10 people in my cell phone directory, and as the screen only holds 10, contemplated how high the actual number was
  • Called my Mom
  • Had the bouncer (at a coffee shop, no less!!) talk to my Mom while I tried to locate my ID
  • Convinced myself and everyone else that I had lost both my ID and my beloved Burberry scarf
  • Purchased not one, but TWO new Burberry scarves on Ebay within 5 hours of losing aforementioned scarf
  • Ate a $17 Grilled Cheese at 2am dipped in ketchup & coagulated Cheese Whiz
  • Mentally invisioned the coagulation in my veins causing an immediate and painful heart attack
  • Found my ID in the hotel room where I had left it
  • Drunk emailed my darling roommate
  • Found out that I truly am the only one of my friends not engaged or married
  • Realized that someone better pay up on that bet placing me as ‘last to get hitched’ as clearly, it’s coming true
  • Realized I was far too lazy to locate a shirt to sleep in, so decided to go without
  • Dreamed about drinking copious amounts of water
  • Made it to work 30 minutes late
  • Questioned whether my “Berry Relaxing” Fruit2O was actually very relaxing.
  • Met the delightful, fantabulous, more-darling-in-person-than-even-you-know Sarah Brown for a scrumdillyumptious lunch at Cafe Europa
  • Ate every morsal of my Caprece Panini
  • Considered having a contest to see who could most accurately describe how far my stomach will be sticking out this evening in my fabulous red dress
  • Decided against it
  • Bought Prilosec OTC, Tums & Pepto at Duane Reede
  • Wondered just how bad those esophagael erosions they talk about on TV are doing these days
  • Realized that I really, really need a nap

I shudder to think what the rest of the trip will entail…

6 thoughts on “(No) Fear and (No) Loathing in Las Vegas New York City

  1. hollismb's avatar

    Since when does hitting the ‘tab’ key skip me down two records, and then up one? It’s wacky I tell you….wacky. What I don’t get though, is…is New York city ‘home’? If not, you travelled quite a ways to shop on ebay. Nonetheless, those interesting events sound pretty fun. Why does a coffee shop bother with a bouncer? Who knows. Why does the ATM say ‘please wait, retrieving your personal preferences’, then ask you to select your language? Such little weird things are so fascinating….

  2. Unknown's avatar

    I am so jealous that you got to meet Sarah Brown. To me she is just a digital creature who may or may not really exist. For all I know, Queserasera.org is the creation of an overweight male trucker from Omaha who types away on his satellite-linked laptop and makes up a whole other life while chalking up the miles. And oh what a life it is . . .

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