And here is a shot of Will STILL reading The World Is Flat. I gave it to him over three months ago and he is still not done. I saw some of his reading habits at the pool, as he slowly read about 2 pages while interrupting himself, lamenting about how he overate at the buffet.

Here is the description of the appetizer - who could avoid ordering it?

Double Stuffed Potato Spring Rolls
Creamy Mashed Potatoes with a Touch of Green Onion, Rolled in Crispy Asian Wrappers Topped with Melted Cheddar, Applewood Smoked Bacon and Green Onion. Served with Sour Cream.

They sounded good - so we ordered THREE OF THEM.

So there is a picture that I took at the Venetian outside of the new Blue Man Group ticket office. I am of the opinion that the Blue Man Group is one of the most overrated acts in history. I am reminded of how inane it is by looking at this stupid promotional poster.

He was very upset with all the crazy Muslims, giving him a bad name. In fact, he went on to say a lot of the Koran was kind of silly, and most Muslims don’t take everything in there too seriously.

We went on to talk about religions and what a sweet marketing bullet point is the “67 virgins upon death” thing. That was a great idea by the Muslim Marketing Department. The Christians and the Jews have much more boring marketing bullet points by comparison.

This is another production of Cirque de Soleil, of which I have seen almost all iterations by now. I normally come away very impressed, which is rare since I am hard to impress. This version was based entirely in the water, which sat in a ring in the middle of the auditorium. There were some very nice routines, but much of it felt like a repeat of other Cirque de Soleils, but just in the water. One thing is for sure - there is no shortage of men with perfect bodies and amazing metabolisms in Vegas. I curse them all.

Below is a shot of this modern art waterfall wall that is in the front of the casino. It is very strange, but kind of cool. I normally really don’t like modern art, and I resent when some black-rimmed glasses wearing moron tries to explain how a splotch of paint on a Dr. Pepper can represents man’s inhumanity to man. But this modern art was nice, even though this is a horrible picture because the sun was in a bad spot. At night, as they shine lasers on the waterfall.

Below is a menu from one of the nicer restaurants here called Alex. You can see there is a different wine served with each course.

I stopped and had a drink at this place. You can see how the cognac at the bottom, the Chateau de Montifaud, costs $904. If you look on the bottom line, if you order that with ice, then the total cost is $906.50.

There is another section of the hotel that has one of the premier Ferrari collections in the world.

Below is a picture of the 18th green at the golf course behind the Wynn. This is the re-done Desert Inn course. The course has not opened yet, as they are still letting the grass grow. It reminds me of some of Gustaf’s prospects back in Sweden.

They also had an awesome photography store and with some amazing pictures. Here is one of my favorites:

In the beginning, we were all herded into a room and there were lachrymose guys working there and beginning the tour. They were in these lame Starfleet uniforms and one guy said to the other, in a sad distant voice, “Commander Flipfellow, is the away team ready to go?” On the other side of the room, behind all of us, the other guy answered in an equally distant and practiced way, “Yes, Commander. My phaser is set on ‘fun’.”

The rest of the tour was actually sort of cool. It was pretty much an exact replica of the bridge from the Next Generation, and I could almost get into it, if there wasn’t a 300 pound woman in front of me that was wearing a T-shirt that said, “Branson, Missouri - It’s Not Just for Chicken-Fried Steak.”