Showing posts with label Las Vegas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Las Vegas. Show all posts

Things I learned In Vegas

I am finally feeling like I may be able to function in some normal capacity again as I continue my recovery from my  weekend in Vegas.


It really was a picture-perfect trip (minus the super late arrival thanks to the longest airport to hotel transfer ever and the drama filled pre-departure medical snafu on my way home). For no longer than I was there, I can say with certainty that there was not a moment of potential fun left untapped or anything less than maximized.  You kids would be very proud of your Randy Girl!

I was able to check off nearly all the items on the Truth or Dare list. Pictures of most will be forthcoming. Oddly enough the one I couldn't nail down was Elvis... never saw him during my whole trip and I was looking!

While I compile the pics to accompany by trip recap, I will share with you a few things that I learned in Vegas on this trip just for fun

Things I learned in Vegas:


  • Never take a group shuttle from the airport. Cab or limo it. It's totally worth the extra $ to get to your hotel and get the party started asap. 
  • Shorts are the new dress/skirt "going out uniform" option: Super sexy, highly functional, and less risk of your ass hanging out in the strong Vegas breeze 
  • You can never meet too many sexy foreign guys. I tested this theory. It's science. 
  • VIP access at any club is easy. All you have to do is A) be a hot chick and B) be with another hot chick and C) not bring guys with you 
  • Breakfast is best when consumed immediately after the club closes and with a bunch of hot international guys at the table with you. Nothing says "good morning" better than listening to the Brazilian talk to the Germans about cars over an omelet and toast. 
  • Pool time is best spent when combined with lots of ice cold drinks, a great DJ, and an A-Rod look-alike. 
  • Squeezing an hour long power nap in between pool time and going out, especially if one finds themselves unintentionally day drunk, is highly recommended.
  • See PeepShow. Great show, amazingly hot and mostly naked girls (Including Holly Madison from "Girls Next Door") and guys who can actually dance, and good way to spend a few hours before the clubs get going
  • VIP access on a holiday weekend is a must. Otherwise we would have spent hours in line with thousands of other people to get into the pool/clubs at the Palms all weekend. Thanks to a little luck and twitter, we were hooked up with VIP/no waiting/no paying for anything privileges and it totally rocked. 
  • If a guy is short and angry at tall women in his normal real life, he will be even more angry and aggressive in Vegas when he comes across tall women. Francisco, you need anger management classes my friend. 
  • Keenan Cahill is hilarious to watch. Youtube him. You will see what I am talking about. He "performed" with LMFAO at Tao on Saturday night. The video is linked below. 
  • There is such a thing as "too many fucking people" in a nightclub. Not that I don't enjoy being smashed up against sweaty strangers for hours at a time but still... there has to be a limit. 
  • If you are guy, you better get your wallet out. Cover for guys was anywhere from $50 to $1000 just to get in the door most places for Memorial Day Weekend.  Average drink price was $20 almost everywhere we went. It would suck to be a dude in Vegas on MDW. 
  • After miles of walking and hours upon hours of dancing, even the most comfortable heels become devices of torture. You will not see a girl actually wearing her heels by the end of the night. Sexy sky-high heels are a must for going out in Vegas but all there is in the taxi line at the end of the night are a bunch of limping, barefoot girls in cute dresses.
  • If you ever need them, the medics at LAS airport are a cracker jack team. And cute. Just sayin' 
If you want a chronological breakdown (and a bikini pic if I recall correctly) it can all be found in my twitter feed as I decided to make it an interactive trip.  I will most likely be sharing some more tales of my shenanigans, because you know I have some good ones,  and few more pics after I get everything unpacked and regrouped from the trip. 


And I'm off... almost....

Well kids, the time is finally drawing near... time for me to get on that plane and find myself transported to the next best place to Oz....fabulous Las Vegas!

Thanks for all the Truth or Dare challenges put forth....I look forward to taking them on while I am getting my scandal on Vegas style over the next few days. Feel free to tweet me additional ideas as they come to you as I would like to make this an interactive adventure just for giggles.

I won't be checking my blog or reading any of yours while I am gone as I am leaving my trusty laptop at home so I'm not even tempted to spend any of my #teamnosleep time online. Never fear, I plan to catch up upon my return and I'm sure I'll have a shenanigan or two to share with you all.

Ok, I'm off.... to find  a stripper pole, a passed-out drunk person, and Elvis.... oh yeah, and to ask where the elephants are at Cirque. I have my work cut out for me on this trip! Wish Lola luck!

Random Girl Truth-or-Dare: Vegas style. Want in?

With my impending weekend in Vegas basically taking over my brain at this point, I thought it might be fun to let you darling kids throw some friendly suggestions my way of things you would like to see via Randy-cam pics and tweets while I'm there.

As promised, I will be keeping you all in the loop of my shenanigans via twitter/randomgirlblog should you care to follow me around...which I know you will...because you are all stalkers right?!?

I am putting the disclaimer out there right now that I have total right of refusal on any ideas submitted but I think you know me well enough by now that I am really down for about anything so I don't think I will have to enforce that right much if at all.

So bring it on kids! Consider it like a "Random Girl In Vegas" version of truth-or-dare and let the games begin!
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Don't expect too much... I'm getting ready for Vegas

Don't expect too much out of this post! Random Girl has dialed it back a notch for a minute. 

However, have no fear as Thursday I am off to Vegas and what happens in Vegas will surely make some fantastic posts as I fully intend to maximize all opportunities I come across on this trip.  We have a lot crammed into too few days but I have committed to "Team No Sleep" for the weekend and am ready to embrace the craziness. Show tickets, dinner reservations, VIP access to all the MDW madness,,, I will be a hot mess by the time I haul my cookies back home and I can't wait! 

I won't leave you hanging though. I have a good guest post that will be going up while I'm gone and you can always hang out at The Dude Society and catch up on my articles if you start to miss me too much. 

Also, if you don't follow me on Twitter @randomgirlblog already you really should as I will be live-tweeting my way through the chaos on this trip. You don't want to miss that now do you?? 
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Las Vegas: Studio30 Plus Weekly Prompt

Are you playing with the cool kids at Studio30 Plus yet? If no, get your butt over there and get wordy with us! This week's writing prompt was: Las Vegas

Although I have many weekends of Las Vegas shenanigans to draw against for inspiration, I decided to take a little fiction short story angle the prompt just for fun. So here goes....



I was a kid that could never be told. I already knew.  Save your breath. You have nothing of value to offer me.  Once my mind was made up, there was no talking me down. Please, just please, shut your fucking mouth. I will not listen to you anyways.

But him? I listened to him. He was more than just a guy I knew.  He was a guy that told me that he loved me when no one else did. He was a guy that knew what was best for me and knew what I needed more than I did. He was a guy that couldn’t be wrong. And in a world where I thought no one understood me or could tell me anything worth listening to, I trusted him.

He never sought approval, didn’t ask me questions, my opinion didn’t matter. He stated only facts. He left no room for uncertainty. My unwavering belief in him was what he demanded, the price I had to pay for the life that he promised to give me.

He knew me. He knew what was best for me. He told me so all the time and I believed him. So when he picked me up with a ring in one hand and two plane tickets in the other, I got in the car even when I knew I should have shut the door and walked away.  And when we got to the airport, I boarded that plane when I knew I should have turned around and gone home.  And when we landed in Las Vegas I said “I do” even when I should have said “No.”