So the laundry list I got was told to me pretty much in this order. A carton of American Spirit lights, coast to coast am shows on CD, and I decided to turn him on to some new tunes. I had been letting him listen to some of the stuff I had and his usual response was that it had a good beat to walk to. When I heard that I immediately played a bit of the ol’ Prodigy for him, to his joy of a decent walking beat. Though running beat might be more to the point. So I decided, he being my bro and all and knowing the music he usually listened to, I burned a CD with such groups as loop guru, orb, joi, all the albums of ray lynch I’ve got, and to finish it all off I also included the tenacious D album I’ve got. He got the smokes, reserved the rooms, and we both got our tickets. Later there was a switch up of the rooms as he decided to get us a room at a different place because included in the room price was the buffet of buffets. Now this was the devils work as you could take a twenty four hour period and hit about seven or eight buffets at the larger casino/hotels in Vegas. Now if you’re going to Vegas and you want some food this would be the deal for you. Now some of them are better then others, and some are down right pitiful, but of them all the Rio is the place that got the number one rating. The buffet has almost every food know to man in it and stretches, if my eyes didn’t deceive me in my starvation addled brain, to the curve of the horizon far into the distance.
But I get ahead of myself.
So for the first few months it was anticipation, my bro’s favorite aspect of any trip so he says, and every time we talked or saw each other we would shriek in almost unintelligible delight “VEGASSSSSS!!!!!” and giggle with our white gloved hands before our mouths like not yet released debutante’s into the world of adults.. Towards the end he was reaching a fever pitch that was both frightening and infectious. So we waited and planned and waited and planned and shrieked and planned and giggled and planned. The week we left my sister from Georgia arrived with her whole clan and we had lots of family time and visits. And then it was the night before and we were ready. The plan was for him to pick me up, as I’m more on the way then he is to Vegas, in the AM and we would drop his kids off in Ventura at his dad’s and then it was freak out time in the desert. I had picked from my vast array of Coast to Coast shows I have saved to the hard drive all of the ghost to ghosts I have to some weird goings on at a ranch in Utah somewhere called the skin walker ranch.
