When I was 15 my parents took me on a trip across the country. Before we got
to Las Vegas they talked about slot machines, buffets, and that we would see
a big show. When we got there I had to stand outside on the sidewalk and
watch my parents gamble, we did eat a big buffet, but my parents decided that
the show was too expensive, so we didn't see any.
I think this experience affected me -- I always yearned to be inside,
gambling, so when I got of age I did go to Vegas and gambled, and enjoyed it.
I also went to as many shows as I could afford.
Now I live in Las Vegas - could the wish to live here be due to the fact that
I didn't get to gamble when I was 15? Maybe.
By the way, even if I never gambled again, I would stay in Las Vegas. The
weather has been great-- 60s and even 70 in the day. Meanwhile everyone I
know in Philadelphia is telling me about the terrible weather and big freeze
there. Brrrrr. I love Las Vegas!
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C'mon, the music will be much better in hell than in heaven, anyway.