As parents of six kids, we rarely venture out for an evening on the town, and it's even more infrequent that we head down to the famous Las Vegas Strip.
Normally when you live in Las Vegas, you really never venture near the Strip except for one of three reasons: (a) friends or family members are visiting and have a strong desire to pay our taxes for us (aka losing money at the tables), (b) because someone has given you tickets to a show (although my wife prefers that we only go to the ones in which everyone is fully clothed), or (c) to attend a charity dinner.
Lately, all three of those things have been dragging us down to the Strip.
Given the nature of my work, we are invited to attend a lot of charity dinners by friends and colleagues who buy tables for these events and have a few seats leftover. The summer's scorching heat is gone and wealthy families are back in town - so now is the season for fundraising events.
And this being Las Vegas, there really are an awful lot of fundraising dinners and auctions. Here's an event last night at the Bellagio...
While most events are simply business attire, I've had to wear a tuxedo for three of the last 4 weekends. But as a guy, at least there's nothing unusual about wearing the same penguin suit to each black tie event. My wife, like all the ladies who attend these things, has to find something new to wear.
Of course, Cari makes everything she wears look lovely...
So we had two dinners to attend this week on the Strip.
I also made a trek to the Strip this week was to see an old friend from Tufts who was staying at Paris Las Vegas...
That's me with John Reblando, an old college buddy. He's having his first child in a few months while I have six kids.
That must be the reason I've lost my figure while he still has his.
And we made yet another visit to the Strip this week because we were given a pair of tickets to see a show...
"Spamalot" at Wynn Las Vegas. Or as it's described, Eric Idle's and John Cleese's "new musical lovingly ripped off from the motion picture 'Monty Python and the Holy Grail.'"
If you enjoy Monty Python humor, you'll love the stuff like this which is all around the theatre's lobby...
The story is basically King Arthur's absurd search for the holy grail. And no, despite the fact that this is Sin City, there were no references to the grail of the DaVinci Code. Arthur was looking for the more traditional version of the grail.
Of course, it was right there in plain sight. All Arthur had to do was check with Cari. She had it all along filled with a strawberry daiquiri...
Of course, Cari's grail was an overpriced souvenir, but at least Spamalot thanked her in blinking lights...
That's a week in Las Vegas.
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