Vegas is the only place I know where you can buy a fucking soda with a credit card (I mean, just because you lost ALL of your cash trying to big balls at the no-limit table doesn't mean that you shouldn't be able to enjoy a tasty Mountain Dew, right?)
After unpacking a few boxes, I decided to grab some dinner and nose around the stores in my new hood. Remember before when I was talking about how the Castro (which my new apartment is right on the border of) is like the gayest place in the world (not that there's anythingwrongwiththat). You probably thought I was just exaggerating to be funny. Well, check out the #1 selling DVD at Tower Video just down the street from me. That's right it's...
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