THEheck

Desert....... nothing around...... Drove to Las Vegas for CES. Long long drive. Alone with my thoughts. My thoughts are like the desert. Empty.


We're staying at THEhotel at Mandalay Bay. The name is lame and tries too hard to be hip. But the rooms are swanky. Real potted plants.


Mirrors everywhere in the bedroom. One is always very self aware in this room. Because only young skinny hip urban people stay here. And they like to look at themselves.


The minibar. I see the jar of $7.00 jelly beans as humor. The label on the key to the mini-fridge says "THEkey."


I thought this was a coat closet. But I opened the door to discover there's another bathroom. Nowhere to hang a coat.


And there is a little sticker label for "THEtp." To wipe "THEass."


Simulated flower in the vase. No label on it calling it "THEflower." I'll have to make one and stick it on.


Lots of brown marble surrounding "THEtub." Sadly, I've been wrapped up in the house thing for a while and I recognize that all the sinks and fixtures are from Kohler.


TV in the bathroom. It's tuned to the shark tank cam at the Mandalay Bay. The TV's are showy in the suite, but like most of what's wrong at CES. No content. TV shows here are lame. Though they do offer 24 hours of continuous porn. But that wouldn't fly on the expense report.


Robe hook looks like a pokemon.


Widescreen makes Alyssa Milano look chubby. Not porn. But nearly so.


I doubled my money in Vegas. I put in a quarter, and got 50 cents.