Las Vegas Talk
Polo Towers and Harrah's Las
May 29, 2006
I was lucky enough to be
invited to the Las Vegas Talk (www.lasvegastalk.com)
meet before the meet (the "real" meet would be the next
night) which was held in one of the timeshare rooms at Polo
Towers. Honestly, I was a bit nervous because I wasn't
sure exactly who would be there, if they were friends or foes.
Jason, the one who invited me, promised he would keep the
autograph hounds at bay, and if anyone got out of line, he would
hold my drink so I wouldn't spill it. How could I turn
down such a gracious invite? Thanks to Dana, who
generously supplied the room and let us jump on his bed, and to
everyone else, who made me feel welcome and treated me like a
Here I am with Becky (middle) and Tonja. Becky is from
Minnesota and, according to Jason, is a very, very dirty girl.
After seeing what she did with the pretzels I believed him.
Tonja is the wife of Todd, an LV Talk member, and they are both
from New Mexico. She, like
Jerome, was an invitee by proxy, and she was hilarious.
Todd was a cop and Tonja owned a dog-grooming business named
Dirty Dog - isn't that clever? They both just received
their degrees in Sociology and decided to move to Vegas and see
what Sin City has in store for them. Good luck guys!
After Polo Towers everyone took off to do
their own thing and I decided to join some members at Carnaval
Court at Harrah's, where I hadn't been in years, to check out
the flair bartenders.
Here's the Harrah's marquee advertising the
flair bartenders...don't know what he's doing with that gun but
it looks like nasty fun. (Hey, that rhymes.)
Here's one of the court jesters welcoming
guests into Harrah's. Behind her (I didn't realize she was
a she until Jerome pointed it out) through the window is where
the famous twins play the dueling pianos, but we didn't see them
while we were there.
This is the male court jester on the other side of the entrance.
An artsy-fartsy shot of the Carnaval Bar sign.
It was very, very loud. The bartenders were constantly
running around on the bar, blowing whistles, and pouring drinks.
I saw a female bartender pouring shots from atop the bar into
people's mouths. There was also a DJ playing music from
the stage, which you can sort of see all the way in the back.
This bartender did some fancy stuff with the shaker and stacked
the shot glasses, then let the customer pour the drinks.
This guy worked front and center, so he was constantly busy.
He was awesome. He could help multiple customers at one
time, was able to hear their orders above the noise, could flair
and pour effortlessly and quickly, took money and gave change
just as fast, and was able to be charming all at the same time.
And it didn't hurt that he was pretty hot. Every bartender
free-poured and I even saw them do shots behind the bar.
No wonder they love their jobs! By the way, I think all
these drinks are for our group of lushes.
The Imperial Palace is right behind Carnaval Court.
The Forum Shops at Caesars Palace is directly across the street.
There's the mobile ad car, driving by with my sign.
For a trashy time you can call these ladies. I think I saw
my cards inside the trash can...what's up with that.
This was pretty funny. This is John from Ohio, the one I
threatened to kill if he revealed where I work. He
happened to be at Carnaval Court for a meet with members from
another message board, the Las Vegas Advisor. They were at
a table right next to us the whole time we were there and I
didn't see him.
He begged me not to hurt him in front of his friends. Or
maybe he begged me to hurt him in front of his friends...it was
one or the other.