Guys beware

Fellas, as the holiday season is approaching, I have some advice:

Beware of the Doghouse.

In Vegas I...

ate at House of Blues for the first time.
was too tired to eat dessert...TWICE.
struggled a lot with the two hour time change, immediately following daylight savings.
spoke with a woman named Apple, who was mean.
got chauffeured around a golf course on a golf cart.
had someone in our golf tournament get a hole in one--the one year we don't have a HIO prize. Oops.
got yelled at. More than once.
saw some showgirls and acrobats.
learned all about the backstage life of a showgirl in "The Jubilee Show."
saw lion dancers.
celebrated a couple of birthdays.
witnessed my boss win $1100 on a $20 bill on video poker with a royal flush.
high fived and celebrated the big win!
lost every time I gambled...so I quit.
saw the fountains in front of the Bellagio.
walked across the Brooklyn Bridge at NY NY.
realized that Vegas brings out the worst in some people.
decided that I wouldn't give two hoots if I never went back to Vegas again.