Leaving Las Vegas...

I like vegas....I like it a lot...i like the the way it sounds when you say the name of the city "Lassss Vegasssss"....i like the way they treat you at the airport when you land, like you`re in the land of rape and honey and ain`t nothin gonna break your stride or hold you down....i like drinking in the cheap places, drinking cheap beer like Mickey`s like you`re gonna hit it big and tonites gonna be the last night you ever drink this shit....i like the sound my shoes make on the casino floor...i like the smell on the streets at 4am when my breath probably smells worse....i like the people, all the men and ladies on the street, flipping their 1-900 -call-a-date cards at me like its the first time i`ve ever been there and like the $4.25 an hour they`re making is going to pay their monthly at the "no-tell motel" so they don`t have to go back to mexico...i like hotels that will pay replacement cost for your clothes when you trip and fall in the lobby and get your shirt snagged on a doorknob so badly it rips clean off your back....i like going to tangerine and paying $1000 for a bottle of grey goose so i can get a table and then being ignored by nikki hilton...i like walking into jimmy buffet`s margaritaville actually expecting to see jimmy buffet....i like waking up in a cab with 3 prostitutes in the back who say i "promised" to go back to my hotel room to party...i like the looks on their faces when throw $50 at the cabby and jump out while its still moving...i like the vegas airport, where they know how to fast track someone with far too little sleep and far too much liquor in the system so they can board their flight that leaves in 15 minutes...i like drinking on the street, and in my elevator, and in jail....i like the double down saloon and gettin`all goosed up and jumping on stage, wrestling the mic from the performer to shout profanity in it and still not getting kicked out....i like buying beer at a drug store...i like buying drugs in the drug store parking lot...i like getting invited into the bathroom to do blow and then laughing at the people doing it when i get there....i like fishing my soaking wet wallet out of my pocket after i`ve fallen into the lagoon at the tao bar....i like the fucking outlet malls where i can spend $100 and get 4 pairs of designer converse chucks....i like $17 dollar martinis, that`s right, $17 martinis...i like getting confused for a celebrity...i like passing out in front of my open window on the 21st floor on the Mandalay Bay naked...i like meeting kato kalin and tone loc in the same night...i like reach arounds with strangers...i like shouting "i`m a prickly pear" when i double down and hit like i was the first one who ever thought of it....i like calling home at 3 in the morning....i like being recognized in the airport as that "guy" from the karaoke bar...i like fresh towels every morning and a breakfast buffet when i wake up at 7pm...i like losing at poker and still going shopping after...i like watching people show remorse the morning after they cheat on their spouses....i like sitting in the shower for an hour...i like the shitty piano bar in new york, new york and i like the fake chrysler building in the food court...i like getting punched in the face when i tell a guy from texas his wife looks like an old leather handbag...i like the time that transvestite walked across my chest in stilleto heels as i sang karaoke in the ellis island bar....i like the fact that B.@.D doesn`t mind i looked up his skirt...i like french kissing the sarah michelle gellar (buffy the vampire slayer) statue in madame tussauds wax museum....i like losing my blackberry....i like warm seafood for lunch and the intestinal trauma it causes 6 hours later....i like hearing my brother snore in the bed next to me...i like it when i wake up and there`s a stripper sitting on my face that my brother has paid for....i like jumping into the canal at the Venetian and being fished out by the security personnel...i like going directly back to my hotel room and not to jail when i tell them i`m from canada...i like that i`ve never locked myself out of my hotel naked in vegas....but most importantly,...i like leaving vegas.......

Album to take off to Vegas to and album to fly home from Vegas listening to.....

....And The Circus Leaves Town - Kyuss

Team Sleep - Team Sleep