So I'm in Las Vegas right now ready to kick off a three banger. We're doing a seminar here tomorrow, one in LA on Thursday, and then onto San Francisco the next day. That's a lot of talking!

Vegas... what a place! Rich and I have traveled here so much over the years for TBSE, it seems like it's my second home. When the cashiers at the local Target store start to recognize me, I think that means I'm a local. Now, I've never been a gamblin' man, but Vegas has so much to offer, there is no need to hang out in the casinos. The food, the shows and the shopping can certainly keep one busy here for a lifetime.

Maybe I'm getting old, but lately there have been just a few things that seem to bother me in Las Vegas. Not a lot, just a few. So maybe I should take this space to vent just a bit.

First of all, why do the casinos have to crank up the sound so damn loud on those slot machines. We all know they're there. Why do I have to hear "WHEEL OF FORTUNE" everytime I walk through a casino? I received a phone call while walking through the casino today and I swear I could not hear a thing until I found refuge in a bathroom. Even when I tried walking outside onto the strip to hear the call, the music on the strip made it impossible! Could someone please make the casinos a little quieter?

Speaking of the bathroom, here is another problem I must tell you about. Now I know Las Vegas is the 'sin city' and there are very few rules here concerning things that annoy me such as noise and smoking. But why do some people have to be so inconsiderate with their habit? If someone wants to kill themself by smoking, I cannot stop them. But I should be able to stop them make me breathe their poison exhaust that they carry around.

I stepped into the men's room while cutting through The Riviera on my way to the strip. The bathroom was totally empty. I found the perfect urinal to step up to to empty my bladder. As I was in the middle of peeing, some jerk with lit cigarette in hand steps up to a urinal right next to me. First of all, the bathroom was empty... why did he have to stand right next to me? And why did he have to hold it (the cigarette that is) almost right in my face? Someone please tell me, am I being unreasonable here? Do smokers realize that some people just simply don't want to smoke? Why are some so inconsiderate of others? I really would like to know the answer. But I don't know if anyone has it.

Anyway, I'll be back here soon for TBSE 2006. And oh my God is it going to ROCK!

Thanks for listening to me!