Me and my cousin in front of the Sphinx at the Luxor resort, Las Vegas, summer 1994.
It was August and hotter than heck outdoors. So hot, in fact, that one night, after a fancy dinner with lots of adult beverages, we actually took a taxi across the street to the MGM Grand hotel for some gambling fun rather than walk (five of us stuffed ourselves into one cab). The next day we were
Blurry photo of me hanging out in the cabana at poolside.
We actually ended up going back to Las Vegas again with Kim a few years later. That time we stayed at Caesar's Palace. Again, we had a blast. We even visited the Debbie Reynolds museum. A few years ago, Kim left muggy hurricane-prone Florida and moved to Las Vegas, and she loves it. Like they say, it's a dry heat.