Life is a Cabaret

Over the top glitz.


Money sucking leaches.


Skimpily clad is business as usual.


Botox, Eye Lashes, Face Paint and other body shaping and altering ideas are par for the course.


Smoke wherever - doobie included.


Stoned, hazed, loud, rowdy, glazed is a constant state of mind.




Las Vegas! 


Many properties owned by Jewish multi billionaires and sometimes by Trump.  Food so so regardless of their stars and reviews.  Did I mention over priced?




Spent a work week in LV, trying to stay cool and productive during the beyond hot and dry summer day time while stepping out for the evening frivolities and strolls when the desert wind kicked in.

The Greenbacks hanging out with their money

Loud and in your face interior decor is de rigeur to fill the larger than large spaces decorated with red and velvet carpets amidst a sea of marble tiles and silk drapes and chandeliers.  Mosaic artwork along walls including some paintings chosen by the decorator further adorned the walls not already occupied by Chanel, Hermes and Loubouton.

Massive amount of air is cooled and streamed through hallways and passages that curve and confuse and always try to lead you to a slot nachine or a baccarrat or roulette table as you pass befuddled to your intended destination.  Where was I going again?

Caught a razzle dazzle show one night called the 'Show Stoppers' that comprised a sort of medley of famous broadway musicals.  Orchestra was more like a big band with lot of shiny brass and the dancers did not disappoint.  In terms of the metal on them.

Some females could hold their octaves and sang real well, all had to be skinny and close to 70 pounds so as to be lifted by the male counterpart during many a routine.

Ask the purple velvet coats for directions and opening hours and you got five answers depending on which hallway you found a guy to ask.  That I thought was sloppy but I suppose they did not expect a

sober couple to ask them anything.