Daaaaaaaaarlings!
While Las Vegas might boast about being a town that never sleeps, that's only true 11-1/2 months a year. As Christmas approaches, this place is Deadsville, babies. Unlike just about every other sleepy place in the country where the late-December holiday hustle and bustle brings parties and galas galore, Las Vegas nods off. Sure, the casinos and clubs and all else that make Vegas what it is are open, but there's one thing missing... the tourists. And without the tourists to fill the showrooms, nightclubs and seats at the gaming tables, the holiday season in Las Vegas is positively lackluster!
Now being an act that is totally dependent on the tourist trade -- much because locals just can't afford a $34.95 ticket on a regular basis -- this pre-Christmas lull is killing us. I don't know what's worse -- playing for 4 people in the house, or not playing at all. I think I'd rather not play! But there's only two weeks left and then all should return to normal. Meanwhile, we're all hanging around the bar, shooting pool and watching Brokeback Mountain for the bezillionth time. Of course, watching Jake Gyllenhaal isn't all that difficult...
Oh woe, precious ones, but I'm desperately bored these days -- and boredom leads to eating and eating leads to tight costumes... horrors!
Christmas can't come and go soon enough!
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