I am finally getting back to my Vegas Baby! story. Thanks to Drew's Crew for you patience.
Saturday night and time to go to the MGM Grand and see Jimmy Buffett. Sweety Pie and I donned our beach/carnival attire, bid Ross and Rachel a good evening, and joined the throng heading to the show.
The Parrotheads were decked out in grass skirts and coconut bras. The women also got dressed up. It was aloha print as far as the eye could see. I take a certain amount of pride in the fact that I don't change my "look" when I go to see Buffett.
Here's me and Sweety Pie at the show.
Now a Buffett show is like no other concert you have ever seen. The crowd is part of the show. Most of the Parrotheads have been drinking (Because we don't drink, Sweety Pie and I are in the minority here) all day and don't stop during the show. I like to say that when you attend a Jimmy Buffett show, you are part of the worlds largest drunk choir. It's kind of funny to think that all these people are doctors, lawyers, business professionals, ETC... who are just letting their hair down for the show. Everyone knows all the words and all the times when participation is required.
The show was a blast. Mr. Buffett hasn't lost a step since I first saw him almost 30 years ago. He puts on the most fun (non-Christian) show anywhere.
After the show, we played the slots till 2:30 and went to bed. We were worn out, but it was worth it. It was a day well spent.
Thought for the day -
"I'd rather die while I'm living than live while I'm dead." - Jimmy Buffett