The Plan.

This time will go according to plan, damn it, or if it doesn't, it will be because something better overruled the plan.

Day 1: Will get into Vegas via Jetblue at about 10:30a, walking out to the Strip (b/c fuck $40 taxi rides that go 2 miles), should take about an hour. Will be too early to check in to THEhotel, so will go to PH and pick up my TR card, then want to stop somewhere to pick up liquor; will be good this time to be pre-partied up before heading out, and will save a little money. Then will saunter over to Mandalay and pre-register or possibly check in, at least being able to drop off bags. Then it's off to find a bar and maybe drop a hundie on slots while waiting to check in.

Once I get into the room (hopefully up high, and w/ a Strip view) It's unpack and iron clothes time, then maybe take a short two hour nap if I need it. Next, I'm going to take a FUCKING BATH. THEhotel suites have an actual bath tub. I don't know why I'm so pumped to do this, it just sounds pimp to me to sit in a warm bath sipping a screwdriver listening to my Vegas mix and knowing I've got 2 full days and 3 full nights of fucking Vegas coming up.

So after getting cleaned up it's out into the evening to hit a bar somewhere in Mandalay Bay (probably Mix, supposed to have one of the best views in town) to watch the start of Game 1 of the World Series. I will have around $900 to spend per day while I'm there but plan to take it a little easy on the first night so I have plenty for the 2 full days/nights on Thursday and especially Friday (almost never have been in Vegas on a weekend night), so after a drink or two I have reservations at Red Square restaurant at 6p and plan to use my $125 resort credit to have a top-shelf meal. It struck me this week that I've never taken advantage on prior Vegas trips of the unbelievable food the Strip has to offer. Going to try to have at least two really good, memorable meals while there this time, no more fucking Quarter Pounders at 3a. This will also keep me from getting blasted early by having some food in me.

Then after dinner, Molly. I used to do E quite a bit when I was coming to SF every weekend before I moved here, and haven't done it in maybe 5 years. I got the idea to take some with me and I think it sounds like a fab idea. I'm normally very shy and reserved and E turns me into fucking Casanova, so it should be fun to feel like the world is a beautiful place in one of the most beautiful places in the world populated by some of the most beautiful women in the world. I'll catch the rest of the game at the sports bar at NYNY if I can get a seat or maybe just plop down in the sports book and trip out watching it. After that it's more drinking and a little bit of gambling, again keeping an eye on not spending too much the first night. Most likely will end up at The Henry bar at Cosmopolitan, since that is a tradition for me. It was the first bar/casino I ever walked into in Vegas and on my 2nd spin at a slot machine I hit $380, so I'll always have a spot in my heart for Cosmo. A few of the bartenders know me by name at this point. Pretty mellow, if it ends up being an early night (2a? 3a?), fine.

Day 2: After waking up at a reasonable hour (setting an alarm, what a concept!) the plan is to exploit the other side of the strip and check out the Caesars properties this time since I'll have a TR card. PH, Bally's, Paris...have only walked through them in the past so it's time to spend a little time/money there. Will have a good lunch somewhere and enjoy what should be a lovely day (current forecast in the low 80's). Will have some blow with me so I'm sure I'll get a good look at some of the restroom stalls over there as well.

Next up, back to the room for a short nap and relax a bit; this will by far be the nicest room I've stayed at in Vegas so I plan to actually spend a little time in it. Watch some Gilligan's Island or something. Then after nap it's wake up, clean up and drop my 2nd molly of the trip.  Probably get a light dinner while it's kicking in and then follow it where it takes me. Should be another VERY interesting evening, even if there are no girls involved. Game 2 of the Series and Sharks on TV too. Back in the room by...dawn?

Day 3: Wake up, slap my self in the face a few times, drink about a metric ton of OJ and get my ass ready for the last full day. Going to try to get off the Strip today, there are a couple dive bars within a mile or so of it I've been wanting to check out. Double Down Saloon is supposed to be a hoot, and there's another one behind Flamingo I'd like to hit. I'm a dive bar guy by nature so it'll be fun to be back in my natural environment for a few hours, and not spending $9 for a vodka cran might be good for my wallet by this point in the trip. I always go to Vegas saying if I come back with a nickel it's still a successful trip, but I would like to be able to eat something other than Ramen for the week I'll have when I get back until my next check. Staying with the dive bar theme might hit Dick's Last Resort at Excalibur, I hung out a lot there last time and it's always good, low-brow fun.

Then back to hotel, rest, nap, whack off, whatever. Up and at 'em again by 5p or 6p and drop molly #3 on the last night in Vegas. Last night in town has usually been my night to get something going with the ladies in past trips, so, eh, maybe lightning striking (or the promise of blow...I'm not proud) will see me having more than one warm spot in my king bed. If not, it ain't no thing. I have no illusions about my sex appeal at this point in my life; I'm bald, chubby, don't dress particularly well or have a ton of cash. I don't go to Vegas with the goal of getting laid. Hell, I don't go out in the City with the goal of getting laid. The sun shines on this dog's ass once or twice a year at this point, and it's by being in the right place at the right time, not through any pick up skills. Still, it would make for an epic entry in this blog if the sun shines in Vegas.

Not going to have a set plan at this point; the last night I'm just going to see what happens. Want to start with a nice dinner somewhere and then just go where the muse (or the molly) takes me. Might do Caesars as I'll have the TR card and I've really never been in there except passing through the unavoidable shops. It'll be a Friday night, the ladies should be out in force, so who knows. This will definitely be the "stay out til dawn" night as I have an 11a check out time at THEhotel and am on the plane back at 2p, so Saturday will be maybe enough time for a breakfast and "last minute waste the last bit of money on slots" run.

Then it's on a plane Saturday and back home by 7p.

Assuming I'm still alive and not in jail.