A lazy river, wave pool, and about 20 water slides and rides. How awesome is that? It’s going to be a 22 acre park with restaurants too and It’ll be right down the street from where I live. The company that wants to build the water park is in it’s final stages of getting it’s finances together and is hoping to start construction at the in the beginning of next year and be open for the summer of 2012.
If this doesn’t open, there’s another water park in Summerlin that is being constructed right now but I’d rather have this one built because it’ll be hella closer to my house.
After clocking out of work, locking my office, and making my way to my truck to go home, I came across a party going on. Catered food, open bar, live music and plenty of fancy dressed people, I found out it was a party for a new car Bentley was releasing. I stopped in my tracks and took a detour to the bar where I ordered up some Raztinis, then ate hella hors d’oeuvres, desserts, and chatted it up with a few co-workers (who were still on the clock by helping out with the party). It was fun, and the new Continental GT looks beautiful.
So I was walking downtown from the Plaza, all the way to the end to the Neonopolis. Anyways, I run into a Samoan guy and a white guy. Immediately the Samoan guy hugs me and starts talking Samoan, the white guy is just watching. I couldn’t understand, so he tried speaking English as well but with words he didn’t know he used Samoan words. He started asking questions of what’s my name, where I’m from, if I lived here in Las Vegas or visiting. I told him I was actually at the Plaza for a family thing and I was on my way to get my car and drop people off cause it was over. Anyways, he’s poor, a bum, as well as his friend too, cause he asked money for food and giving hand gestures of a putting a spoon in his mouth (the hungry hand-sign), and also the white guy said yeah “We’re both broke”. Gave the guys $5, and left.
Hours later I heard he came through the Plaza.. Did he see a money making opportunity when I told him about the “family thing”. I don’t know but family members did give him money, more money than I had. It was just the Samoan guy not the white guy this time. Seriously, one side of me feels bad and the other doesn’t. It’s my generous side that made me give him money because we have to help our own peoples, but my “other” side says, get a fucking job, stop making our people look bad. Oh well, I hope this doesn’t happen again, cause I hate running into poor Samoan people.
So I guess every first Friday of the month there’s an art festival held near downtown Las Vegas. Tonight I went with Bear and some friends, it was cool, they had many live musicians and breakdancers, art galleries, and art merchandise for sale.
The sad part is I didn’t take pictures/movies. Infact, I left the camera at home, Damnit. It was pretty cool though, I mean all the houses that were displaying art, were set up like art galleries you see in the movies and that was cool.
Afterwards went into downtown, got margaritas in a football plastic mug, and tried to get drunk in some reggae spot. Failed, and went home. Before going home we (Bear and I) stopped at Dominos and ordered some food (and I filled out an application). The guy their said that somebody was leaving in 3 days so a position will open up soon.
Ohh yeah a good friend hit me up today, asked me if I was still on the job hunt, I said yeah, and he said he’ll put in a good word for me to a friend who is a cable installer. You know, the people who install tv/phone/internet cables into new homes and or upgrade existing lines. I also went to DMV and renewed my license, it was boring because I waited 3 hours… Boooo!
So, I guess I’ll be giving the cable installer people 3 days to hit me up and if no calls I’ll be turning in my application to become a full-time pizza delivery. LAtEZ.