Sunday, February 28, 2010

Where Slot Machines Retire



Walking past a downtown parking garage, I spotted slot machines and hundreds more inside - old, dusty and ready for the garbage heap.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Liberace Museum In Vegas




Who says Vegas has no culture? We have the Liberace Museum with the rhinestone piano, outrageous outfits and candelabra. Good thing someone is preserving all this.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Liberace Museum Gift Shop



Liberace was the Elvis for the faint of heart and hard of hearing - he couldn't possibly knock up your daughter. The giant red rooster adorned his mansion, he pushed his own products - a tin of lemon mix from the 60s - and you can buy a set of Liberace cut out dolls and play with them all day.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Nightclubbing In Vegas



Girls dress their finest to paint the town - they join the crowds outside the hottest clubs, where only the best looking will be allowed in, like some meat market. Nightclubbing is a vicious business. Why put yourself through it?

Monday, February 15, 2010

Valentine's Weekend In Vegas



First, some luscious pastries at the Bellagio (The Jean-Philippe Patisserie - it was mobbed), followed by a visit to a strip club - no, that's the Flamingo casino, where they bump and grind while you play blackjack - and then you get married. A happy Vegas Valentine.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Bellagio Conservatory - Chinese New Year




Happy Chinese New Year - never mind love, peace and understanding, I'll take the cash.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Vegas Burning



Smoke billowed near the Stratosphere, but the handsome firemen soon doused it.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Fire In Vegas




A fire broke out near the Stratosphere and all the brave firemen rushed into the smoking building.

Friday, February 5, 2010

The Fountain At The Aria



The fountain at The Aria keeps changing shape and color, like being on LSD. You need never be bored while waiting for a cab.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Bums In Vegas




Actually, the guy in the middle is not a bum, he's a busker who plays the accordion beautifully.