Poll : 05 September - 11 September 2007

Analysis

First of all, many thanks to everyone who took the time to vote in this, the first of our new weekly polls –- yes, all 1,942 of you! It was a great response both in terms of numbers and in the responses you submitted to the "other" option (the most popular). We’re not sure if everyone who selected that button was aware that you can click the link to email us; in the future, we’ll make that clearer.

There’s a reason the "What happens here stays here" slogan was so popular and no doubt some of you were too modest or ashamed to reveal the full details of your outrageous behavior. Can’t think why. We’re only going to share it with 150,000 or so other people. Ha! And for those of you who weren’t too shy to confess, don’t worry. It’s all strictly anonymous. We’re just glad you had fun in our city.

As far as the options we offered were concerned, gambling away your paycheck was sadly the runaway winner, followed by various sins of the flesh, while a good number of you woke up the morning after wondering where you – or your shoes – were. Of the "others," more than one of you fessed up to buying a timeshare, some were just guilty of over-eating or "driving aggressively to survive!" Ah yes, an everyday fact of life for us locals.

Here are some of the more interesting impulsive highlights you offered up.

• Halfway to airport from Caesars at my wife's insistence, we turned the cab around so she could go back to the casino and play a $100 2-coin Double Diamond machine that’d caught her attention as we were leaving. She hit for $5,000 on the 5th spin. I only let her play $100 per spin and all I heard after that was that if I’d let her play $200, she would have won $10,000!
• It may not be the craziest thing I’ve done, but in my opinion it was definitely the lamest and most embarrassing! In the mid-‘90s, I managed to get pulled up on stage at the Plaza to do the "Macarena." (The dumbest song and dance of all time!) I wish I had the excuse of being drunk, but I was dead sober.
[Editor’s note: Is there video of this?]
• I "borrowed" a hotel security golf cart and drove it down Tropicana. [Editor’s note: You’re in good company. Apparently Anthony Curtis did something very similar one New Year’s Eve, back when he was younger and more foolish.]
• After hearing that the Stardust was going to be imploded later that week, I got in the car and drove 750 miles to pick up one of its last remaining blackjack tables. With no planning and, consequently, no hotel vacancies, I then turned around immediately and drove the 750 miles home.
• Volunteered for a hypnotist show, where I had simulated sex with a chair (among other things).
• Faked my way into a VIP booth at Rain by posing as an NFL player.
• I learned to play poker, eight years ago before it became so popular. At the time, no women were playing and the Strip hotels either didn't have or were removing their poker rooms!
[Editor’s note: Yes, we remember those days. What happened?]
• I played a revolving white grand piano in an all-white full tuxedo atop a five layer "cake" at the Las Vegas Hilton, c. 1989, with four other white grand pianos and similarly clad pianists (plus a drummer and bassist) located on each of the lower four layers (which were stationary). I had to climb up to the piano on an extension ladder before the doors opened, and I was told that I "wouldn’t be coming down until after the dinner was finished!" I was also told that the dinner was for the corporate presidents, et al., of Hilton Hotels around the world and that they were going to show them what "Vegas-style" was all about! Obviously, I could make eye contact with each of the musicians only once during each revolution, but it was definitely a memorable evening that wouldn’t have been done anywhere else (and we even got to s