As much as I study Vegas, I've been pondering a few things lately; some I have answers for, some I do not.
What's the deal with...
- Smut peddlers on the Strip? They hand out those little cards with girlie pictures on them promoting topless and bottomless dancers. Does this really work? Do people take those cards and say to themselves, "oh yeah! There are strip clubs in town! I forgot!"
- Lucky 20 at the Trop? It used to be pretty darned cool. You'd look at a big case full of merchandise and then decide if it was worth your money or not. For me, it was most of the time, because I like Vegas t-shirts, sweat shirts and ball caps. But now, the case has dwindled to really junky stuff, and it's much smaller. I hope they build it back to its former greatness.
- 6-5 Multi-deck blackjack? There's no reason for it, which is why I play at Excal, the Trop or the Strat, where I partake in 3-2 blackjack goodness. Most of the properties on the Strip have gone over to the evil side, and most are owned by Harrah's. Coincidence? I think not.
- Dueling pianos? They have them in several places around town, and I just don't get it.
- Upscale, upscale and more upscale? Let's face it, the economy is (at best) in recovery. Yet there's still lots of upscale shopping, swanky casinos (Aria, for example), food that costs more than my college tuition, and plush hotel rooms. Is somebody paying for this stuff? I guess so, but it ain't me.
Although I don't understand all of this stuff, I do understand that it's not only part of Vegas, it's part of what makes Vegas tick. So viva smut peddlers, viva out-of-tune piano duelers, viva $9000 shoes. May we meet again soon...
Mike
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