I'm BA-ACK!!!

Praise the Lord and pass the Advil...I am back in New York City! Never have a been so happy to return to a rainy, smelly, concrete jungle as after spending 9 excrutiatingly long days in sunny, sweltering, Neon-lit Las Vegas.

Yes darlins yours truly was trapped in a parallel universe where all the inhabitants were either plastic surgeried within an inch of their lives wearing triangles of clothing and frozen expressions or they had freshly de-planed from Anytown, USA wearing tent-sized matching tee shirts and hungry expressions. It was like Bergdorf Goodman meets trailer park. If I saw one pare of breast implants, I saw a thousand. Hell, if it were to ever rain over there, the whole damn town would float, two by two.

And I suppose I shouldn't make fun of the poor little Middle Americans, out for their big vacation armed with suitcases full of floral print cotton twin sets and their best walking shoes, but it's just too easy! Bless they little hearts, they actually flew across the country to see Wayne Newton (yes, he's still alive, though hardly recognizable at this point in face-lifting career)and eat bad food. There's just something scary about all-you-can-eat steak and shrimp for $8.95. My God, you shouldn't eat steak or shrimp for under 10 bucks, let alone both!

I just don't understand the lure of Las Vegas. I mean, for all Manhattan's faults, at least you can pay high prices for a decent meal and some actual culture. All Vegas has is Celine Dion and Phantom of the Opera...I'd rather be stabbed in the eye...Repeatedly! Now I will say that I did enjoy the lack of humidity and my hair looked fabulous the entire time, but I'd rather be frizzy than fainting of heat stroke any day.

Other than the half hour I spent in Ceasar's Palace laughing at the ridiculously clad folks out for their big night, I enjoyed my stay very little. Alas, such are the trials of the working girl. Say a little prayer that ole LV sinks into the desert before I have to return next year.

But, for now, I'm back in action...feel free to email, comment, or just stop by the blog because if it ever stops raining you know folks will be out in their summer clothes and to be sure I will have something to say!