Teresa and I were
visiting Las Vegas for the first time in 2014. Riding a shuttle bus from the
airport to our hotel, I caught a glimpse of the Elvis-O-Rama sign. I was so
excited by this that I blurted out, “There’s an Elvis museum! Right next
to the dildo museum!!
Sadly, I later
learned that Elvis-O-Rama had closed years before. The “Museum of Erotic
History” or whatever is still around, but we have never gotten around to
that. Maybe we are waiting for a Groupon.
Later (2015?) some
sort of Graceland-approved Elvis exhibit opened at the Westgate, but we missed that too.
They say the Estate
of Elvis Presley makes much more money now than Elvis made when he was alive (
We will assume that he is not with us anymore for the sake of argument) But
they are making it hard for me to contribute to that when they don’t have something
going on in Vegas. Fortunately there are still a few Elvis impersonators
Every so often, we get an itch to go to Las Vegas- get out of the rain. Not so much the gambling, just being able to walk outside after dark without a coat is a treat.
This sculpture up at Hoover Dam, always gives me the look- “Back to piss away some more money, huh? I knew you couldn’t resist.”
So I start looking at Youtube videos and airfare, hotel rates. I remember our first trip, it was March 17, everyone on the airport shuttle was dressed in green, mostly costumes like they were trying to get on “Let’s Make a Deal”. I think most of them were already drinking or drunk too. But on the return trip they were a pretty somber bunch. Having to return to reality is a drag.