The Rio (and I’m assuming most of Las Vegas) is like a really sparkly shrine to Ugly Shit. I walked around for about 20 minutes and giggled at stuff. Bachelorettes. Chippendales. Swarovski crystal everything. Pretty young ladies in uncomfortable footwear, men who think they look swag but are sadly mistaken. A giant wall of tvs.
I bought a ticket for Penn & Teller tomorrow night… what are we calling that ship? Heh.