Today: The day was pretty uneventful, just a lot more of the same. Walk 4 miles from your room to go somewhere to eat. Walk another 2 miles to find and use a restroom. You know The usual

So I know that some of you out there are enjoying the misery that has been my trip to Las Vegas, so you probably were disappointed with the last 2 days entries since they were fairly upbeat and civil. Well, here's one for you

My TV quit working today. It worked last night. It didn't work this morning. It won't turn on and there is no power button on the actual TV, you MUST use the remote control to turn it on. Brilliant!

So I call housekeeping/Maintenance and I'm put on hold. Again, those of you who know me know that I HATE to give up on a phone call when I'm put on hold. I know their little game. They WANT me to hang up. Well I won't do it! I WILL BE VICTORIOUS!

15 minutes later

I swear to you someone from another hotel picked up the phone! I couldn't quite catch what she said, but nowhere in what she probably considers English did I hear anything that resembled 'Caesar's' or 'Palace' or 'Housekeeping' or 'Maintenance' in her greeting.

So I explain to umm Let's call her 'Maria'. Why Maria? If you've ever stayed in a hotel ANYWHERE in the world, you should know why. Go ahead and try me. Go to 'Hotel Hong Kong' or wherever and try it. Call the housekeeping department and TRY and get someone to answer that isn't named Maria. I dare you!

Anyway, I digress. So I tell Maria about my little TV problem.

Me: "My TV doesn't work. It won't turn on. The remote probably just needs new batteries, but"

Maria: (Sounds of Maria feverishly typing on a keyboard can be heard over the phone TapTapTapTapTap) "OK, try it now."

Me: "What?"

Maria: "Try to turn your TV on now."

Me: "Okaaaaaaaay" (I grab the remote and press power several times and nothing happens.)

Maria: "Ok, well it sounds like you need new batteries."

Me: ""

Maria: "I'll send someone up with new batteries. They should be up in 5 to 10 minutes."

Me: "OK. Sure." (Starts sobbing)

Vegas hates me.

Still don't believe me? Want proof? Here's a bonus item for you too. The Ice machine on my floor quit working today as well. It worked last night. It didn't work this morning. Vegas HATES me and wants me to leave.

The Evening: This evening was outstanding! Before we left for Vegas, I had the brains to go online to purchase tickets to go see Carrot Top while we're here. Thank God I did, because we found out that all of his shows this month are sold out now. (A HUGE THANK YOU to my friend Dawn for recommending this show to me!)

Carrot Top's show is located in the Luxor hotel which was nice for us since we hadn't spent too much time down at the south end of the strip yet. The Luxor is really cool looking, both inside and out. The theater that Carrot Top's show is in is great as well. It's a small theater seating around 350 people, making the whole show a very intimate experience.

I've seen comedians live before and I'm one who always enjoys a good laugh. Carrot Top almost killed me. He was so stinkin' hilarious that it was, at times, hard for me to breathe. For an hour and fifteen minutes I never stopped laughing. Kristi either. He was brilliant. Even when one of his jokes bombed, he managed to get a huge laugh from the audience.

By the way I still haven't got the batteries for the TV remote control