Six Dollars Lost on Kitty Glitter

Howdy! I know it's been quite a while since I last updated this, and I am making it a personal goal to be better at updating this blog of mine.

I am sitting here in East Las Vegas Nevada for another Stay Real workshop. We have a small class, which is actually nice, there doesn't seem to be as much pressure, and with every passing workshop I feel more and more confident.

Work continues to be crazy, I feel like my head is now just above water rather then drowning in confusion, overwhelming anxiety and complimentary Cran-Apple juice in a 4 oz. palstic cup at 30,000 ft.

I can't complain though, I am back in Vegas, one of my favorite cities. I am straying farther away into the strip and venturing into the grimey smoke filled Vegas that I've come to adore and love. Tonight I my co-worker and I walked from our Holiday Inn to the Skyline Casino on Boulder Highway. We sat at the bar and played video poker while I waited for my Philly Cheesesteak sandwhich (hold the onions) and whiskey coke. I put in $5 and managed to hold out for 40 minutes before I do what I always do and get impatient and "max bet" all my money. I am always too embarrassed to cash in a ticket for $3.25. After a highclass dinner of day old roll, and beef that was only smoked by 2nd hand, I found a penny slot machine that was house cat themed called Kitty Glitter. I didn't realize that I was betting the max amount ($0.50) and quickly went through $6 before calling it a night.

Sometime you feel like a nut...

Viva New Mexico... I guess.





This is it, go time. I am on my own here in New Mexico doin' my thing this week. I started in Las Cruces... college town near the Mexican & Texan border. It was ok, nothing great although I did eat dinner at La Posta which is an authentic Mexican restaraunt that has a bird sanctuary in their lobby...Parrots and burritos, yum.




Next was Alamogordo, fun little town, I stayed the night but was so beat I stayed in and went to bed early (mom, if your reading this, don't think that you "told me so"). This morning I had a great visit with the hotel and felt like I actually earned some of my paycheck. After a quick parking-lot lunch at Arby's I was on to Ruidoso. But before I left Alamogordo, I couldn't resist stopping by the world's largest pistachio nut...yep...you heard me right, the world's largest pistachio nut...right here in scenic Alamogordo NM.





Ruidoso, was even smaller then the first two towns. It's claim to fame is horse racing, and if they get snow...skiing. Had a great convo with them and got to see 2 week old twin girls...very cute and ridiculously tiny.





Now I am in Socorro which is right past San Antonio...no not San Antonio TX...San Antonio NM...can we talk about this for a minute? Why does New Mexico feel like it can trick people into coming to their state by naming their one street towns after large metro cities??? San Antonio...the biggest thing there is a billboard for the Shell station...Las Vegas NM...no fountain shows, show girls, or even any sign of fun to be honest... New Mexico...Stop it...ok...Stop pretending your something your not. Let people come visit you for the cacti and large pistachio nut... deal???





Hope all is well in your land. Hit me up!