501

My last post, which #1 has reminded me was almost a month ago, was a momentous one, although I was reluctant to call it out, as I am a reserved blogger.  It was my 500^th post, which will clue you in to today’s title.

#1 reminded me of my recent slackness on this weekend’s trip to Vegas.  He and his wife kindly invited us to stay at their time share at Elara. I did a Starbucks run and we ordered breakfast in every morning.  It has come to be that my wife expects a latte delivered to her bedside every time we are in a hotel.  The next time she gets pissed at me, I will simply respond with “hotel lattes”.

We had quite the time.  We toured the Miracle Mile as well as downtown, where we encountered our share of Trump supporters.  My wife and I deposited $100 at the blackjack tables at The D while the #1s played the vintage slots and other games upstairs.  We stepped out to the Fremont St. freak show afterwards.

The evenings were occupied by shows and dinners.  Friday was Cirque de Soleil’s Love and Bouchon.  Saturday was Elton John and Mesa Grill.  The year’s entertainment budget has been blown.  We’ll team up with the #1s again for Thanksgiving and then a Mexican wedding in December.  After the wedding, we head down to Puerto Vallarta, with the Hotelier and family in tow.  They are the parents of the groom.

In matters of national importance, the long con is almost over.  It is my fervent hope that the Orange Monster will be vanquished Tuesday.  But neither candidate is perfect, which is nicely detailed here.

http://www.slate.com/articles/news_and_politics/politics/2016/10/clinton_vs_trump_whose_crimes_are_worse.html

This week at work my boss told me to follow up with a colleague via IM, voice mail AND email.  I responded “too bad she doesn’t have Skype”.  I thought this rather witty and let my friend 4M know.  He sent me the link to the CA unemployment department.

I stayed up past my bedtime last night to watch the Cubbies take it.  It was worth it.