This coming Sunday through Wednesday I will once again be dragging my feet (not to mention my solitary “if you can’t take it on your back, then don’t take it all” backpack) to Las Vegas, and I am telling you this for – as the post title implies – 3 reasons.
• First off, if you should happen to be in the area at the same time, let’s grab a drink, shall we? Drop me a line if you’d like to meet the t behind the “t.”
• Secondly, should my near-future posts appear to be erratic and/or wholly absent, this trip is the reason why. No, I’ll not be dead yet. Or at least we’ll just assume that to be true, until such time as the week following comes round, and you still haven’t heard from me.
• Thirdly and most importantly, I’m telling you this sort of as a promise to NOT get all weepy like I did last year, and post an overly mopey and generally pissy rant about the people who populate, if only for awhile, this fair(ish) city. OK, well at least I will try very hard not to. What? I’m an emotional guy. I can’t always help it.
Now, those of you who know me well may very well believe that the song included today is actually a thinly veiled, “secret” reason #4 behind today’s post. And as always, those of you who know me well, would be absolutely correct in your beliefs. So let’s get crackin’!
• Oh, also, if any of you happen to know where is the best place to catch a good Drag Queen show out Vegas-way, I’d be forever grateful for your two cents!