World Series of Beer Pong 6

Even though I've been to Vegas over 10 times now the Foutain Show at the Bellagio still continues to impress me. I've easily seen this thing 30 times now and I keep going back for more. It's like an addiction, only this one is filled with music and water splashes. And when you're addicted to that, you don't need an intervention.

Ducks live in the pond outside of the Bellagio. For the most part it's not a bad place to park your keyster. Well except for that little thing where the water explodes up into the air every 15 minutes. That's when the ducks seek refuge on these rocks. Come to think of it, that is a terrible place to live. It's like being in a war zone. Count me out.

I don't remember what song was playing during tonight's water show, but does it really matter? There are something like 30 different songs that they sync the fountains to but only a handful of them are good songs. For every Frank Sinatra or Gene Kelly classic there's a Faith Hill or Celine Dion song to ruin it. And am I the only one who thinks that having a fountain show of Elvis' "Viva Las Vegas" is just a little hokey and obvious? Of course all of these songs pale in comparison to Andrea Bocelli's "Con Te Partiro" but I didn't hear that tonight. I would remember that.

The lobby check in area has a giant fish tank behind it which is 53 feet long and holds 20,000 gallons of salt water. I went there to find Nemo and instead found myself trying to count all of the fish in the sea. I only made it to 20 because I ran out of fingers. I was about to ask Hummel if I could use his but then a sting ray swam by.

The Volcano at The Mirage erupts on the hour, every hour. We had just missed the last show so we had some time. We went inside the casino to use the restroom and I saw signs for a Revolution Bar. I couldn't find it at first, but then realized that I was too close. I stepped back and saw how big this word was and put my fist in the air.

I often refer to WSoBP V where I passed out on the ground by the Bellagio waiting for the next fountain show. This year I wasn't as drunk as last year, but that's to be expected because last year I was pounding Four Lokos, which I refer to as liquid blackout. But I was still tired because I'm old now. The ground looked like a nice place to wait for the next show. We then decided to go to The Mirage to see the Volcano so we passed by Caesar. We all know it is customary to Start the Revolution whenever you are in his presence.

I've seen the Volcano show before but it has been many years. I had to reach back into the Pookon.com archives and I'm pretty sure that the last time I witnessed this event was back in 2005 as part of the Trip to California for Craig's Wedding. I wasn't very impressed back then and the same was true this time around. It just can't compete with the majesty of the Bellagio Fountains. But the Volcano is cool in a way because you can feel the heat coming from the fire. Which at least makes it bearable because there isn't a whole lot in this world that I love as much as I love fire.

The World Series of Beer Pong is always rough on my body and my mind, but even more now that I'm getting up there in age. After 4 days of drinking and raging my body was ready to quit. While I hobbled back to the Flamingo I tried to recount the events of today, which proved to be pretty easy because I didn't really do anything. But a drunken day in Las Vegas is better than a sober day in Milwaukee, so I was at least happy to be out here. Like always, click the link to check out my immediate recap of the days events over at Pookon's Ill Blog and shake your head.

I got back to the room but I didn't feel like going to bed yet. That's because tomorrow I would have to go home and rejoin society as a responsible adult. It sucks but that's the only way I can afford to take trips like this and go wild. That's the sad but true reality of life.

I guess I'm all for free entertainment like this because what the hell else would I do out here in Las Vegas? I'm not really big on gambling, but only because I can't afford to lose. I love drinking but hate bars. So I get drunk and wander out onto the streets. I need to do something.