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Las Vegas Talk Vegas Meet
Polo Towers and Harrah's Las Vegas
May 29, 2006

I was lucky enough to be invited to the Las Vegas Talk (www.lasvegastalk.com) super-exclusive-VIP-invite-only-secret-password-and-handshake 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 friend.


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.


Caesars Palace.


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.

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