The full article HERE.  The Randolph College, a private liberal arts school in Lynchburg, Va, organizes a trip the students will surely not forget.

“Each semester the course examines a strain of American culture and ends with a class trip. Past destinations included post-Katrina New Orleans, Walt Disney World and the Civil Rights Memorial Center in Montgomery, Ala.”

Well, this year, the teachers wanted their students to explore the wonders of a hidden world, secluded deep into the deserts of Nevada: legalized prostitution. And where did they go? To the Chicken Ranch. Yes, that’s how the brothel’s called. Don’t be fooled by the name, they don’t raise any chicken there, it’s a code name: chicken=fresh meat=naked ladies,  ranch=white sauce=…=easily affordable?

The place even has a general manager (of course), and she says, I quote: “We’re always open to trying to educate the public about legalized prostitution”. I can imagine hearing a sentence that starts with “we’re trying to educate the public…” from any other source but a brothel.

The students also took some interviews with two of the working girls. One of them was a blond that said the “job” gave her the opportunity to write a book about her life (”The Adventures Of A Chicken” became a best-seller because most people thought it was a children’s book. Now angry moms want they’re money back - just kidding ). The blond has a tattoo on her left breast that reads “Famous”. It doesn’t say for what, and we might wonder if the fame came from her being an exquisite… ranch chicken? (what’s the politically correct term for a woman working in a brothel? I guess prostitute…), or from being a best-selling author? Rumor has it that she might get another tattoo on her right breast that reads “Rich”.

Why rich? Because the woman is in real estate. She just works in a brothel because it’s a hobby: “I enjoy giving back what some people don’t get in their lives…” She also says: “Most women in this business wear the pants in the family”. Yeah, I guess it’s a “business” that does require some pants, around 10% of the time.

Upon leaving, the students received some menus and key chains. Yes, they have menus, they’re not called Chicken Ranch for nothing. You might want a fat chicken, a skinny chicken, a medium-rare chicken, a well-done chicken, and so on… And those key chains are good as souvenirs for your family and friends when you go back home, and make a unique accessory for your keys or backpack.

I do hope those students learned a lot from this experience. What I’ve learned from reading this was: Don’t get tattooed on my breasts. Develop a normal hobby, like knitting or painting. If I do get tattooed on my breasts, avoid the word “Famous”. It is possible to sell your body and houses at the same time.

Time for another Vegas related video! Two of them this time. The first is a video of young Elvis singing Viva Las Vegas, and the second a video of the Bellagio fountains dancing on the song. Enjoy!

Here’s the King’s version:

And here’s Bellagio’s version:

It’s quite an experience to see these fountain dance on the King’s music at night, surrounded by the city’s bright lights. If you’re in Vegas, you have to do it, it’s a free show that you will definitely remember. 

   I found an article here that caught my attention.

So it seems that Las Vegas is a heaven for celebrities. Sin City is proving to be Celebrity City. Why? Lets think of big cities like L.A and New York as savannas, and of paparazzi as lions. Of course, celebrities would be the gazelles. Las Vegas is the jungle where the gazelles get lost in. George Maloof, owner of the eccentric Palms casino, says that Vegas is a “celebrity playground” , because they feel safe to party here, knowing the casinos go to great lenghts to protect treir privacy.

And with casinos being this huge, who needs to go anywhere else when you have everything you need in one place? Restaurants, malls, spas…Celebrities come here by themselves, like normal people, with no bodyguards. All casinos of course offer their own 24/7 protection, and there’s little chance of celebrities being stalked here by flashing cameras.

You might not hear often about what famous people have been doing in Las Vegas, or who has been a guest at the Palms this week. And make no mistake, the city and the casinos are always home to the rich and famous. You might just bump into one at the club tonight. Or at the mall, or the spa.  But the bottom line is Las Vegas is doing a good job at preserving privacy. After all , what happens here stays here!

    Though this recording is not about Vegas, there is something at the end…enjoy!

Did you enjoy it? I for one couldn’t stop laughing the first time I heard it.

 I thought a video like this would be fun, and maybe give you some ideas for your next trip to Vegas.  Are you up for it? I know I’m not.

The ride extends out 64 feet over the edge of the Stratosphere Tower at a height of over 900 feet.  At speeds of up to three ‘G’s, you’ll be facing straight down.

You can ride the Insanity Sunday - Thursday, 10 a.m. - 1 a.m., Fridays, Saturdays and holidays, 10 a.m. - 2 a.m. The cost of a ticket is around $17 or $31 for a whole day pass.

The Insanity has over 100 ride variations, so you can enjoy a different experience every time.

Would you go on this ride? I for one feel dizzy just by looking up at the top where the ride is.

    According to FoxNews, The King will have his very own casino on the Las Vegas Strip.  FX Real Estate and Entertainment is the company that owns the rights to his name and image, and they have big plans.

The project will cost well over 3 billion dollars, and is scheduled to begin in 2009, and end in 2012.

Now we all know there are several Elvis impersonators in Vegas, and I was thinking how good they will have it if this casino will be built. Just like the Palms has playboy bunnies running around everywhere, the new casino will probably have Elvis dealers at the tables, and pretty much anywhere else they can afford one. So good news for those who where struggling to get a dollar out of that tourist with a camera in search of a memorable picture. They will be paid good bucks to dress, move, sing, act and talk like The King. They will wear flashy clothes and get tips for pictures.

I wonder, will they also make a Marilyn Monroe casino? Wouldn’t that be fun? Or a horror Marilyn Mason one. What I would really like is a cartoon-themed casino, where you can meet Bugs Bunny, Mickey Mouse and others. Wait, that’s Disney Land. Never mind. Graceland is better.

With casinos like New York-New York, Paris, The Venetian, Treasure Island, Excalibur and others, the Strip is becoming more and more a playground for adults, a fantasy town where anything is possible. So why not bring some of that Elvis magic in? This should be interesting…

    The Genesis Medical Spa in Reno has been ”robbed” of Botox treatments a few times so far. The “bandits” are middle-aged women that are obsessed with looking young at 40, and will stop at nothing to get their Botox fix.

You see a young pretty thing walking about, with a bit of a stiff smile and wondering expression, don’t be fooled. It might just be one of the B.B’s. The “script” they’re using is pretty basic: a wealthy, well dressed lady walks in, gets expensive Botox treatments and skin-care products, and then pretends to have forgotten her credit card in the car or walks out to make an important phone call. And then swiftly takes off.

We all know about the R.R’s - Restaurant Robbers - using the same excuses to dodge the bill after having indulged in a hefty meal. Just a week ago I was in a Chinese restaurant where a big party of people (around 10) simply left without paying the bill. A bunch of angry Chinese ran out after them, yelling and cursing funny Chinese words.

Is this what the world’s coming to? We all need a lot more shrinks in here, please! I say, if you’re going to jail for stealing and end up on the front page of the newspaper, at least go rob a bank or something. They will catch you, make no mistake, but at least you won’t go down in history as “the old lady that stole some Botox”.

To read the full story about the B.B’s go here.

      A drunk giraffe was seen earlier today on the Strip, blocking the traffic in front of Caesar’s Palace.  She is thought to have gambled all her money away and, in despair, drank a whole bottle of Jack.

   He came to Vegas to celebrate his bachelor party, and after a few shots of Cuervo he said “One tequila, two tequila, three tequila….toilet”. Poor guy wanted to pee so bad, but he passed out before even unzipping his pants.

    We all know when you get drunk you perceive reality differently. John, a Las Vegas local, was seen Tuesday night in Pure hitting on a smoking hot lady. Or was she?

That’s all the gossip news for today. Check back soon!

     Bush came to Vegas to party incognito, trying to pass himself off as a rapper.

   The chicken came to Vegas too, and ended up with a Tecate beer can stuck up his arse. He found out Vegas is not an appropriate city for chicken, and that Mexicans have a weird sense of humour.

     Rare footage of Bugs Bunny in Vegas. After a large dose of Scooby snacks, Bugs jumped on stage and started stripping (those pictures not suitable for the human eye).

 More shocking news from Vegas to come soon.

This is your primary source of celebrity gossip! What happens in Vegas gets posted here first.

Until next time, watch your back! I might be behind you with a camera

     Today, March 21st 2008, Kevin Federline turns 30. And where else would he celebrate, if not Las Vegas. I don’t blame him.

The big party will be held at Pure, the nightclub inside Caesar’s Palace. Last year he celebrated his 29th birthday at the same club, and where do you think he celebrated his 28th birthday? You got it, Pure. So the third year in a row. Now I’m not saying Pure is not a cute place to party, but… c’mon, three years in a row, at the same place?  He must either really like Pure, or… wait. Do you think he’s getting paid for it? Yes, he is
How many of us are so lucky to get paid to party on our birthday? And I’m not talking about a few dollars, think six figures!

But I’m not holding that against him. And you know why? Because no matter what, his favorite town remains Las Vegas, and as long as he brings in visitors, money, fame and all that to the city, he’s alright in my book.

K-Fed is a notorious party animal, hosting at different nightclubs throughout the weekend, and I think he makes a more than decent living by doing it. That’s my dream job: to party and get paid for it. Now all I need to do is become a celebrity (or marry one), and I’m set. Let the party begin! Oh, and Pure, I will more than gladly host my first party there for free.

All those interested in being on my VIP guest list leave me a comment. I’ll start making that list tonight. My birthday isn’t until January, so I think I have plenty of time to negotiate with Pure, don’t you think?