I wonder if I would be more together with an extra personality or two to take care of the shit I never get around to.

(Heh. First visit with a new shrink a couple of years ago, talking about depression, and she asks, "is there any chance you might be bipolar?" Me: "If so, where's my damn manic episodes?" True story.)

"Buffista Burning Man colony" arise, but that's the beauty of Buffistadom. It embraces multitudes, be they hoop-skirted, hiking-shoe clad, kilted or buck-ass naked.

Heh. If I'm not sleeping in my own bed, I require a hotel with as many stars in its rating as possible, room service, and a hot tub.

This leaves me out of the running for Buffista Burning Man, be it Gorey-esque, hike-a-riffic, or all-naked all-gay. Teppy and outdoorsy stuff are unmixy things.

My only real problem with an flavour of Burning Man is what it's always been: too much noisy weirdness. I like to pick and choose the people I'm going to be around, including the number, and especially the noise.

Reminds me, if I survive this damned week, I need to go poke the events manager at the Milano in the arse with a salad fork. She's taking too long.

edit: or, what Tep said, for she and I are As One in the many many stars of the hotel in question.

Aimee, re an earlier question of yours, the only problem with renting just a hospitality suite and letting people scatter over the wilds of Sin City is that people wouldn't be able to wander down in ther passionkiller jammies and eat Doritos while watching cartoons.

Deb, come join me at the 5-star hotel, where we can order room service and then just burn shit on the floor a la the giant wicker dude. Like, we could order lamb chops and then burn their little paper booties.

Deb, come join me at the 5-star hotel, where we can order room service and then just burn shit on the floor a la the giant wicker dude. Like, we could order lamb chops and then burn their little paper booties.

I'm thinking some highly rock and roll friendly venue, a la the Four Seasons. We can get the concierge to bring us up stuff, and then we can torch it in the bathroom sink, and wash it down the drain with water from all the fancy gilt taps.

What? It's harmless. We aren't asking for sandsharks or hot and cold running groupies, or something.

We aren't asking for sandsharks or hot and cold running groupies, or something.

I *do* require that all the orange M&Ms be removed from the basins of sugary treats that room service will be delivering every hour.

I *do* require that all the orange M&Ms be removed from the basins of sugary treats that room service will be delivering every hour.

In that case, the Bellagio is definitely indicated. We know Jay, one of the head concierges. I'll get the craft services list up; mine is, the blueberries must be on ice, to dump into the prosecco.

And I really don't think that a naked George Clooney clone, to tidy up afterward, is a bad notion, or too extreme.

After all, it is a five-star....

Attn L.A.-istas!

Y'know how Pete and I are going to be in town over Halloween weekend? Well, I just found out that Goth legends Bauhaus are going to be playing at the The Wiltern LG on Oct. 28th, 29th, and 30th. So! Who wants to go see Bauhaus with me? Drop me a line at my profile addy so we can figure out what night.

It's funny you say that because Vegas is such a personal experience - ie, Deb = Bellagio, Matt = Luxor, Aimee= Mandalay when someone else pays otherwise wherever is cheap

When Brendon goes by himself he stays in cheap out of the way joints. When I went with family (parents, grandparents) it was tacky strip. When it is the 2 of us, 5 star. It is a good thing that it offers so many options.

Who wants to go see Bauhaus with me? Drop me a line at my profile addy so we can figure out what night.

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