No Mas Vegas

I did that drive in early March in 1987 from Geyserville to Reno in just under 4 hours in  in a rag top Ford Mustang.   We stopped in Truckee for goodies and drinks.   The carton of milk was frozen by the time we got to Reno.  Beautiful country,  that's for sure. 

The only time I was ever escorted off a casino floor was at Circus Circus Reno on this trip.  Turned 21 a month later.  But what pissed me off was a girl running around from machine to machine yelling like a banshee, wearing a letterman jacket with 1987 on it.  What the hell?

Had some nice trips to Reno.  Saw Ray Charles in one of his last performances there on my first wedding anniversary.   Good times.

    Who was "attacked"? Stating the truth is now being cosidered an "attack"?  Granted the majority of comments have been civil - does one labeling Vegas a "shithole" constitue being civil?  I think not - it was/is uncalled for.

I deleted my initial post,  which I had edited and then failed to delete previously.  You can see that my next post does not mention personal attack. My apologies. 

But who appointed you as head of the Uncivility Police? We know what's really going on here--you're stalking me, as you usually do. If anyone else had made such a comment, you wouldn't have opened your mouth.

If you have anything of value to add to THIS DISCUSSION ABOUT RENO, please do so.

   First of all, I am not "stalking" you. I read most everything posted to the Advisor which happens to include what you post. Secondly, any other person who posted such a comment  would have gotten a similar response from me, most others who post here do so without such language. You seem to have a penchant to spew your filthy language without regard as to who may read what you post. Having a civil tongue is just common courtesy. You apparently have forgotten that this is a public forum read by others, many who do not appreciate your choice of verbage.

This is where your post became parody.

Food is neither MUCH, MUCH cheaper (gotta love the random caps) nor as good as food one can find in Vegas. And I say that as someone who REALLY LOVES Reno.

Las Vegas boast a world-class culinary scene. Reno's cuisine scene might give occasionally rival Omaha's. And I like Omaha.

Objectively, demonstrably wrong.

Went to the ANNA annual meeting (Nephrology Nurses) about 1987, stayed at Ballys which at the time was a beautiful high rise hotel casino, Frank Sinatra was performing.  Didn't get to see Frank, but a dialysis sales rep took several of us to see Roy Clark at Harrah's Reno, I think.  Small showroom, sat table fairly close to stage, maybe the best show ever, Roy sang so beautifully and played many different instruments, as did all of his back up singers/players. So much virtuosity.  Loved it.  That was my first ever casino gambling experience, nickel slots.  Never got over it...LOL.

Candy

Oh, there are definitely more high-end goomay restaurants in Vegas. That wasn't what I meant. There are indeed places in Vegas where you can get three raspberries drenched in truffle cream for $200. That doesn't mean that the food is better overall. And I reiterate my contention that a given meal of a given quality and quantity, however you want to gauge that, will cost considerably less in Reno.

Your and my opinions differ, but that doesn't make mine "objectively, demonstrably wrong." That's a pompous overvaluation of your own opinion, a habit that is usually the province of the Sink's most prolific poster. You don't want to shame yourself by acting like him.

I stand by every word.

It's objectively ridiculous to claim, as you did, that "Food in Reno is MUCH, MUCH cheaper than, and just as good as, that you find in Vegas."

Just because some nonsense can be typed doesn't make it true. What you wrote is indefensible.

You were just trying to be provocative, I expect you don't actually believe what you said.

Stick with truth.

I remember seeing Roy Clark at the Cow Palace in San Francisco at about that time. As I wasn't a fan of country music, to the point where I considered the term itself to be an oxymoron, I had to be dragged there by my girlfriend. I expected to see some dude wearing a cowboy hat, twanging a guitar (or gee-tar) and moaning about how his dog and his pickup truck had left him. Suffice it to say, I was dead wrong. The guy was an absolute virtuoso, and I was amazed that he was a master on so many instruments.

I got back at my girlfriend when a couple of months later I dragged her to see Chanticleer, a men's a capella vocal group that still exists today. She was blown away (they have a number of YouTube videos if you're curious). I've since learned that no matter what the genre, the best musicians in any field are always worth listening to. Even rappers.

Well, no. Not that.