…or I’ll stand and I’ll kick and I’ll shout shout shout shout! A seriously dinged door from a suburban Las Vegas hotel. Wasn’t this a Nicholas Cages movie?
From a worker in Las Vegas for two months, at an off-strip “extended stay” motel.
What happens in Vegas occasionally ends up on the floor of the walkway that connects the Luxor and the shops at Mandalay Bay.
At Caesars Palace from a couple who were trying to have a romantic Valentines Night.
This is the second in a series of Hellevator shots from the Flamingo in Las Vegas. Great hotel. Clean. Outstanding staff but the Habitat wing elevators are surreal in their nastiness.
What happens in Las Vegas apparently stays in Las Vegas but all over the elevators at The Flamingo.
I caught this at a strip hotel that is very nice and very old. The oldest on the strip. Figure that one out. Little white crusty borders where blobs of something creamy white had landed on the carpet.
From Jennifer at iputmylifeonashelf.com where she spotted a squashed cockroach that tried to get out of the Treasure Island but got stopped short of the door.
Hard to see but two little brownish red pubes embedded in some kind of stickiness on the lid of an ice bucket in Las Vegas.
I feel like I hit the Daily Triple. From left to right: a curly black hair, a head hair and a tiny drop of plasma that points to OJ. Another reason you never want to pull back the cover spread unless you’re truly ready for it. At the Orleans in[…]