The couple that wheels together _ Royal Hopper

Pool players and Fashionistas

By Royal Hopper 

A model, a fashion designer and a writer walk into a Vegas café and sit down by three pool players and hobo named Phil. It sounds like the beginning of a bad joke..but that really happened in the City of Sin this week.
In fact three things happened in the City of Sin last week. It rained. Hordes of style hungry fashionistas 50,000 strong (blows my mind too) traded in photo shoots and fashion shows for scalped tickets to the nations biggest showing of samples and designs. The City of Sin temporarily developed a real sense of style. (No I don’t believe it either but hey lets spin this the best we can huh.)

The sign says Hungry please help _ Royal Hopper

These fashion saavy drama queens competed with a horde of pool playing bar flies for drama and the right to show off in the City of Sin; and people talked as people will.

“My buddy got hustled by a prostitute,” went one piece of a conversation that abruptly got quiet as fellow tourists, passersby and native Sinners alike began to listen. It was a week of conventions and conversations in the City this week.

Try it sometime. Walk through a casino or just down “The Strip” when it’s busy and really listen to the pieces of conversation occurring around. You may be surprised at the blunt honesty of the content.

“There is a lot of this crap in Vegas..” went another
“I’m afraid of boots,” yet another Sinner said _ and no I didn’t ask.

For some reason when they come to the City of Sin people feel like they can tell complete strangers things they normally tell their friends after several free drinks.

“I just didn’t take the shot I didn’t follow through and drive it home,” said one plaintive Sinner who I presume was talking about making a difficult billiards shot.

The after shopping walk home _ Royal Hopper

Two cousins found each other in a City of Sin convention center after 30 years apart and stood in the lobby of a Sin City hotel catching up and waiting for the buzz of a day’s worth of cheap alcohol to wear off. They smiled and laughed and talked to strangers like old friends.

The City of Sin is the most human place in the USA. It is not nice or classy or filled with life lessons that will make you a better person anymore than any other place. It is what it is. Underneath the themed neon landscape, the blackjack tables and half naked burlesque is a cross section of human failing, human triumph and human nature. As I have often said this city does not create the demons that haunt us or the angels that lifts us up or anything else for that matter. That is not its nature. The demons and angels you have with you here are the ones you bring with you. It is a tough city that does not suffer fools lightly _ but The City of Sin is not a monster. It is us _ at our worst and best.
That is life in the City of Sin brother.
Take Care fellow Sinners.
Love you all

The actual joke goes something like _ A model, a fashion designer and a writer walk into a Vegas café and order a carrot, a vodka a bag of marijuana and a girl named Cherry Pie. I never did hear the punch line ..