My my. These past few days have been quite crazy. Yesterday, I trekked the MGM, Excalibur, New York New York, M&M's World, and Coke World. All in a new pair of Skele-Toes. Never. Again.
Now, I am lounging next to the lazy river in a cabana at the MGM grand pool. This is absolutely the way to go.
We're staying at the Signature at MGM Grand, and it is great to. Fabulous kitchen, wondrous views, jacuzzi tub, this whole vacation is in the lap of luxury. I highly recommend.
However, I really want to talk about my absolute favorite soda, which I had at Coke World yesterday. It's name is Fanta Lime. I had my first experience with it at the Coca Cola freestyle machine earlier this year... But that's another story. Fanta Lime is line flavored soda. And it is the most amazing thing ever. But, sadly, it is the most rare soda. In fact, the only place you can get it is at a Coca Cola freestyle machine. But, if you don't like it, get one of the other 126 choices?
You know, it's a shame I haven't blogged in a while. I have enough stories to tell, anyways. And I have enough followers that I really should blog more often. So, I think it's time to get back into the blogging jive.
Anyways, it's nice to be back.
First off, I think I should talk a bit about The Hunger Games. I did see the movie (well Andrew, we figured that much!), but I didn't see it at the premiere, I saw it less than 12 hours after. It was good, but they did leave out important parts like Madge and the mayor as well as Peeta's leg. Perhaps that will be brought up in the next movie, so I will keep my hopes up.
Secondly, I wish to talk to you about travel. I will be going to South Carolina, but for a much shorter time than last year. Instead, my family and I will be doing many "staycations" here in my hometown of Las Vegas. So, recently I stayed at the Golden Nugget, and my it was mighty fine. The pool had a huge fish tank that you swam around and a waterslide that went through it. I would actually recommend going to this hotel just for the pool! The hotel we stayed in was Golden Nugget's Rush Tower. It was obvious that it had new recently redone, because the inside was very modern. From the Keurig coffee maker to the iHome docking station, high technology dominated the room. I would, again highly suggest staying there.
Well, talk to you later!
Anyways, it's nice to be back.
First off, I think I should talk a bit about The Hunger Games. I did see the movie (well Andrew, we figured that much!), but I didn't see it at the premiere, I saw it less than 12 hours after. It was good, but they did leave out important parts like Madge and the mayor as well as Peeta's leg. Perhaps that will be brought up in the next movie, so I will keep my hopes up.
Secondly, I wish to talk to you about travel. I will be going to South Carolina, but for a much shorter time than last year. Instead, my family and I will be doing many "staycations" here in my hometown of Las Vegas. So, recently I stayed at the Golden Nugget, and my it was mighty fine. The pool had a huge fish tank that you swam around and a waterslide that went through it. I would actually recommend going to this hotel just for the pool! The hotel we stayed in was Golden Nugget's Rush Tower. It was obvious that it had new recently redone, because the inside was very modern. From the Keurig coffee maker to the iHome docking station, high technology dominated the room. I would, again highly suggest staying there.
Well, talk to you later!
I thought it would be nice to update my blog around my birthday, say a couple words, and be on my merry way. So here we go...
I'm blogging around my birthday! I'm thirteen now!
I'm saying a couple of words!
And I'm going on my merry way!
Not really, now that I think about it.
I have some other things to say.
How are my people doing? Well, I presume? I should be posting a little more often now. I have a new mean of blogging.
And so that concludes the service broadcast on your local Atypical Musings channel.
We will now return to our normally scheduled programming. Thank you for your time.
I'm blogging around my birthday! I'm thirteen now!
I'm saying a couple of words!
And I'm going on my merry way!
Not really, now that I think about it.
I have some other things to say.
How are my people doing? Well, I presume? I should be posting a little more often now. I have a new mean of blogging.
And so that concludes the service broadcast on your local Atypical Musings channel.
We will now return to our normally scheduled programming. Thank you for your time.
Hey there, amigos.
It may seem a little cliched at this point, but I've got some big news.
I've hit 1378 viewers. I don't know where they've come from, most from me probably. I'm very excited.
I do have a movie review for you. It's on How To Train Your Dragon. The movie's a bit old, but still pretty good.
It was pretty good, considering the funny tidbits thrown in here and there.The epic final battle scene is really intense and quite confusing if you miss any of it. Since I watched this movie twice now, the battle scene seems quite intense. Very good story though.
It may seem a little cliched at this point, but I've got some big news.
I've hit 1378 viewers. I don't know where they've come from, most from me probably. I'm very excited.
I do have a movie review for you. It's on How To Train Your Dragon. The movie's a bit old, but still pretty good.
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| Thanks to http://www.modny73.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/how_to_train_your_dragon_ver8_xlg1.jpg for this photo! |
There is the official trailer. Got it on YouTube.
See ya!
There is a reason I say that, and that reason is "punny".
I was recently in Virginia City, Nevada, on a family vacation. We wanted to see the sights, and one of those was the Piper's Opera House.
Inside, we went to go look around at the actual opera house. It was very nice, until you got to the actual opera house part, in which the ceiling was falling apart, but that's to be expected in a 130 year-old building, in which a guy salvaged parts from other burned down buildings and old mines. This tour guide, though, was the star of the show.
He stopped talking maybe three times. They were to listen to my family correct him, ask for our money, and have my mom's alarm go off. In that order.
Let me explain.
We walk in, wanting a tour. My dad asks for a tour. We walk upstairs and he explains the several different lives of the opera house, and this is where we mainly correct him on his historical facts. He stops here, to listen. Then we walk into the actual opera house, which is undergoing restoration. There are high school aged children setting up for their "Nevada-Day-Party". We smile and wave, feeling rather uncomfortable in the presence of the talking tour guide.
He continues to speak of incorrect facts, and we promptly correct him. He then says, "Now I need to collect your fee. The fee for the tour for the family is $10." We all think, "THANK GOD! IT'S OVER!" We fork over the moolah, and he continues to talk.
At this point, I'm about to melt. He speaks to us about the stage and the balcony seating. I know the answers to almost all of the questions he asks.
Shortly after this, he leads us to this wall of actors. He asks us who actually came to this opera house and performed. He gave us a hint that two people didn't come, and that we needed to figure out who they were. He lemented on this for maybe fifteen minutes.
This is the point where my sister is so bored that she starts picking the plastic tablecloth that was set up by the high school. The tour guide was appalled. He didn't stop talking, though. My mom let her continue to pick the tablecloth.
The tour guide leads us over to the wall where he tells us of this unknown artist who made a couple million dollars in the 1900's. At this point, my feet have started to hurt and I just don't care.
Then my mom's alarm goes off. The tour guide stops. My dad quickly jumps in and says, "We have an appointment at the RV park! We've gotta go!" My mom's alarm won't turn off. We have to take out the battery and this not only turns off Mom's phone, but turns of his mouth.
We thank him and quickly walk out the door. We don't start laughing until we are down the hill. We are all in agreement. That was one of the funniest/boring/interesting thing ever.
Let me describe the man.
He had a handlebar mustache with the curled edges, cowboy boots, a cowboy hat, and basically the rest of the cowboy attire. This dude was insane.
But here is some breaking news.
We have moved into our new house and we are about to close.
YAY! :)
I was recently in Virginia City, Nevada, on a family vacation. We wanted to see the sights, and one of those was the Piper's Opera House.
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| Piper's Opera House Thanks to nevadaday.com for this picture. |
Inside, we went to go look around at the actual opera house. It was very nice, until you got to the actual opera house part, in which the ceiling was falling apart, but that's to be expected in a 130 year-old building, in which a guy salvaged parts from other burned down buildings and old mines. This tour guide, though, was the star of the show.
He stopped talking maybe three times. They were to listen to my family correct him, ask for our money, and have my mom's alarm go off. In that order.
Let me explain.
We walk in, wanting a tour. My dad asks for a tour. We walk upstairs and he explains the several different lives of the opera house, and this is where we mainly correct him on his historical facts. He stops here, to listen. Then we walk into the actual opera house, which is undergoing restoration. There are high school aged children setting up for their "Nevada-Day-Party". We smile and wave, feeling rather uncomfortable in the presence of the talking tour guide.
He continues to speak of incorrect facts, and we promptly correct him. He then says, "Now I need to collect your fee. The fee for the tour for the family is $10." We all think, "THANK GOD! IT'S OVER!" We fork over the moolah, and he continues to talk.
At this point, I'm about to melt. He speaks to us about the stage and the balcony seating. I know the answers to almost all of the questions he asks.
Shortly after this, he leads us to this wall of actors. He asks us who actually came to this opera house and performed. He gave us a hint that two people didn't come, and that we needed to figure out who they were. He lemented on this for maybe fifteen minutes.
This is the point where my sister is so bored that she starts picking the plastic tablecloth that was set up by the high school. The tour guide was appalled. He didn't stop talking, though. My mom let her continue to pick the tablecloth.
The tour guide leads us over to the wall where he tells us of this unknown artist who made a couple million dollars in the 1900's. At this point, my feet have started to hurt and I just don't care.
Then my mom's alarm goes off. The tour guide stops. My dad quickly jumps in and says, "We have an appointment at the RV park! We've gotta go!" My mom's alarm won't turn off. We have to take out the battery and this not only turns off Mom's phone, but turns of his mouth.
We thank him and quickly walk out the door. We don't start laughing until we are down the hill. We are all in agreement. That was one of the funniest/boring/interesting thing ever.
Let me describe the man.
He had a handlebar mustache with the curled edges, cowboy boots, a cowboy hat, and basically the rest of the cowboy attire. This dude was insane.
But here is some breaking news.
We have moved into our new house and we are about to close.
YAY! :)
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