viva la vastness -

on the list of things no one warned me about before i went to vegas (it's weird, but you'll like it! the food is great! the people watching is great! you like gambling, right?), the scale of the place was oddly neglected. so, for those of you who haven't gone yet (i know, i know, apparently i was like one of three people who haven't) it's BIG. i mean, they took full advantage of the lack of . . . anything out there, and the BUILT. and then they built some more, and they are still building. so you think, i get it. lots of stuff. no, my friend. these were the pools at caesar's where old navy had their convention. view from my window:


and yes, they are building MORE pools behind. here is the lobby. the tiny little ants are tim and evelyn and james tagliani waiting for me to catch up. i was winded. i had to stop:

this is toni braxton. seven hundred thousand feet tall:


this has nothing to do with scale, per se, it's just evelyn tim me and james in the elevator:


sometimes i don't have anything witty to say. here's one of the like eight hundred casino parts of the shops at the forum. slots. and shopping. kind of made me nauseous. as if there's a question where the money SHOULD be going:


OH. the statues. no one warns you about the statues. first, they are creepy. obviously fake trying to be real creepy. and there are a million of them at caesar's. literally. a million.


this is james in front of the fake david. i have no idea why it keeps posting sideways. it's blogspot's cruel joke:



although technically this isn't a statue, it still made me happy. and reminded me of something else:

this, another famous ass shot:


eventually, like much of las vegas, you just give in: