Drinks all around because there are drinks all around. I find myself this
evening in Las Vegas staying at the all too young Hard Rock Hotel. I've
never stayed here before. I'm about 20+ years older than the average person
at the pool. I walked around the pool this afternoon, they run a party
called Rehab that on Sunday afternoons, makes the spring break's of my youth
look like church group.
It's another story why I'm at the hotel.
Anyway, the Hard Rock entrance it littered with custom bikes, unridable
bikes with hugely long rakes, hard, unsuspended seats position over the rear
fender requiring baboon like reach to touch the handlebars. I've seen plenty
of museum pieces at various bike shows etc but this group of vehicles, while
they looked "artistic", were by my eye completely unridable.
I won't stay here again. There's plenty of nice things to look at but I tire
easily of 19 year old siliconed whores brand. After I watched a couple
"knowing" each other in the pool under a bridge, you couldn't pay me to get
in that water. What are people thinking? Am I just getting old? We didn't do
this shit when I was coming up. Dang!
What was this post about again? I think I just want to go home.