If you miss the old Boardwalk Casino on the Las Vegas Strip (which died so that CityCenter could live; they don’t call it “City Cemetery” for nothing) and have $900,000 under the sofa cushions, do we have a deal for you. Up in Tonopah there’s a hostelry called — we kid you not — the Clown Motel. If this sounds like a disturbing and fucked-up concept in hospitality, just wait, it gets worse: It’s been dubbed “The scariest motel in America.” (Considering that Lizzie Borden‘s house is now a B&B, that’s quite an honorific.)
How messed up is the Clown Motel? “Hundreds of clowns stare from every corner, the walls are hung with clown-portraits, and there is a ‘historic miners’ cemetery’ out the motel’s back door, wherein rest the mouldering corpses of the victims of a mysterious epidemic that is only known as ‘Tonopah plague.'” It’s like Jay Sarno and Norman Bates copulated and produced this horrific afterbirth. All that’s missing are clown-themed slot machines, but some enterprising buyer will probably correct that oversight.
* If you’re a casino that’s thinking of putting a Webcam in your fish tank, you may be asking for trouble. An online aquarium proved to be the soft underbelly for an as-yet-undisclosed casino. Hackers penetrated the aquarium site and then ran rampant through the casino’s internal network. You might say something fishy took place.
* Do you think Bob Stupak belongs in the Gaming Hall of Fame? Someone else? Make your voice heard and let the chips fall where they may.
