Viewing Deck of the Stratosphere (NOT Level 107 Bar)
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It took two tries to find the perfect Stratosphere bar. Most people wouldn’t give the Stratosphere that many chances. But that is why most people aren’t bar columnists.
Models Cavort at Level 107 Lounge atop the Stratosphere
As you can see in the above photo, the Level 107 bar was more than worth the exploration.
Check it out. And read my stuff. And remember, if you’re drinking, you won’t have to pay to get to the top. How’s that for a deal?
Mericia & I at the "Friendly Bar" at Sahara Hotel & Casino
Contrary to what you may be thinking, this is not one of those cheesy New Years Resolution blog posts. As for resolutions, I haven’t gotten around to making any yet. Instead, I encourage you all to continue a vice in 2010. Vices have a much higher success rate than resolutions, thus promoting a higher self-esteem. I suggest that you choose the vice of “drinking in sundry Vegas bars.” If, for whatever reason, this vice is not available to you, then I suggest you do the next best thing and read my bar column.
My most recent bar adventure happened at a wonderful little nook in the otherwise down-trodden Sahara Hotel and Casino. Their main claim to fame is their Dollar Beer/Shot/Hot Dog menu and one really awesome bartender. This may not seem like much, but having been to many many Vegas bars, I tell you, it beats the hell out of novelty bars.
READ ALL ABOUT MY BARXPLOITS HERE!
Only in Vegas can you find a bar with real, live mermaids. And shark and stingrays and fish, lots of fish…
Read about my trip to Mermaids Lounge at the Silverton Lodge in the latest installment of my bar column for the Las Vegas Weekly.
And I took this photo from the bar. Huzzah!
Hey, who you calling seedy? That’s what the imaginary Davy of Davy’s Locker would say if he were a real human capable of reading blogs instead of a mythical pirate. In Las Vegas (as opposed to under the sea), Davy’s Locker refers to a spirited little dive bar. As an example of this spirit, note the halloween tree in the corner.
Read all about it in the latest edition of my bar column for the Las Vegas Weekly.
Read all about the joys of playing the booze guitar in the latest installation of my bar column for the Las Vegas Weekly. Also, could somebody in Vegas please pick up an extra copy of the Weekly for me as I am still in Texas. Thanks!
Journalist Aaron Thompson helping me research the Red Hawk nachos.
For those of you who don’t yet know, I write a bar column for the Las Vegas Weekly. The premise is simple. Every other week, I seek out the new, the weird, the unusual and the forgotten. And alternately, the popular, the ritzy and the well-trodden. I try to mix it up, going intermittently on and off the beaten path.
Here’s the best part, the editors give me a very long rope with which to hang myself. They encourage creativity, and I, in turn, thank them by testing the limits of their leniency. For example, I think my editor nearly killed me when I turned in a recent column in the form of a movie script. Read it for yourself HERE and decide if the results are worth all the grief I put my editors through.
Or you can read this week’s Bar Exam HERE. After the craziness of writing a script, my editor kindly suggested and I graciously agreed to do something a little more normal. I wrote about a nice little bar in Henderson called Red Hawk.
What do these two articles have in common? The assistance of my friend and journalist Aaron Thompson. Sadly, he’s leaving the country in a few days. Emily, my first “research assistant” moved to Texas. Now Aaron’s leaving, too. Why does Vegas have to be so dang transient? Anybody want to help me research bars in Vegas?
I’m here today to advertise the newest installment of my bar column. Except it’s not so new, because the story came out about two weeks ago. As I said, I’ve been busy.
In a fit of high school photo class nostalgia, I took this picture on the exterior wall of my story’s subject.
Is the symbolism too heavy?
Meh, who cares? It’s Vegas, you can get away with all sins, even those of bad writing.
Speaking of bad writing, read this wonderful example of good writing right here: Bar Exam: Bill’s Gambling Hall