Las Vegas Day Drinking

So here’s the thing about Fremont- make sure you are drunk.  It’s not hard to do, nor is it expensive, so get drunk and then you will find Fremont more than charming.  Tonight was country night at the Experience and I gotta tell ya, I’m here tonight to stick up for “America”.  I must admit that when we first arrived and we went to Mermaids for deep fried Oreos and a deep fried Twinkie on a stick and I wasn’t yet drunk (daydrinker got a late start, but drinking on Fremont anytime of the day is the equivalent of daydrinking anywhere else) the sight was somewhat jarring- overweight people chowing down on deep fried food, made by a large woman with a fresh tattoo… like i said, not particularly confidence inspiring.  

But after a 99 cent frozen margarita that tasted like liquid key lime pie and the rockin’ sounds of Luke Bryan (All my friends say) and Miranda Lambert life got much better.  And I must say in defense of “America” that “America” is actually way more diverse and polite than what you might expect.  If the Strip is home of the “do not touch or breach the rope” than Fremont Street is home to everyone, come on down, we won’t judge you- you’re old, but you still want to have a good time?  Come on down!  You’re in a wheel chair, but you still want to dance, go for it, we’ll dance around you and your chair, you’re ugly but you want to dress up and go out, that’s cool, it’s not your fault!  I saw the tallest woman I’ve ever seen tonight, along with the cutest Mexican three year old on his dad’s shoulders, everyone was more than polite, smiling at each other, whether they had four beers, like the dude standing next to me (one in each pocket and two in one hand) or four teeth, like the dude standing next to him trying to negotiate for one of those four beers, everyone was dancing, toe tapping, singing along, hooting and hollering and snapping cell phone pics.  

Black, white, hispanic, mixed, cowboy hat sporting, mexican mullet wearing, dressed up white girls drinking beer from the plastic boots at the Golden Nugget, whatever and whoever you were, you were guaranteed to have a blast tonight down on Fremont- with no judgement from anyone.  And the best part was that these people haven’t gotten the memo that it’s cool to pretend not to care about anything, so they actually sang along and cheered and demanded an encore, not like the whimpy crowds one occasionally encounters at “hip-er” places that are too cool to scream for their band. 

And then, just when I thought the evening couldn’t get any better (after that surprise visit by Blake Shelton and his Hilbilly Bone (hehe, or should I say yehaw!), I discovered Tilt at the corner store.  

Awesome.  

Once again, another classic day brought to you by Las Vegas. 

And for a moment there, the Bible thumpers had me nervous: 

But then good woman Miranda reminded me that “Jesus drank wine” and I felt much better, after all, I was in good company. 

ps: Luke Bryan “All My Friends Say”: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PatJKQwxN5k

Blake Shelton “Hillbilly Bone”: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OGoiiwxTWeE

Miranda Lambert: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nxWEwgYfYGU