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DURST: Las Vegas

Durst writes, "I love Las Vegas. It is America. Lots of bright sparkling lights, the veiled threat of air brushed sex lurking around every corner and of course wads and wads of cold hard cash publicly distributed to the unworthy, which by the apparent definition means everybody but us."
 
 
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I love Las Vegas. It is America. Lots of bright sparkling lights, the veiled threat of air brushed sex lurking around every corner and of course wads and wads of cold hard cash publicly distributed to the unworthy, which by the apparent definition means everybody but us.The first thing I do when I come here is buy a ten dollar roll of quarters and throw them right out in the middle of the Strip. Hell with it. Then I go back about three hours later and pick up what the scavengers missed. "All right, $2.75! Now I'm playing on their money. Now point me to the three dollar buffet."I don't know why I even come here. It would a lot less bother to just send them a check. Its totally unlike Los Angeles, where your work is universally beloved by people who don't know who you are. "Darling, have your service service my service, we'll make eye contact. Someday." Then you turn around and there's twelve stilettos forming a pentagon inside a circle sticking out of your back.At least here, they're brutally honest. "Yeah, yeah, yeah, nice hair. How much money you got?" One time I asked a doorman how much a cab to the airport was. He said he didn't know, then stuck his hand out for a tip. Ain't that America.Will Durst loves his quarter poker videos.