My Brother Alan and his wife Julie doubled with us on a great date to see the Moscow Ballet perform in the Nutcracker. It was a perfectly lovely night that started at our favorite Italian restaurant in town. And ended at the casino. I am not exactly sure why one of the world's premier ballet companies chose to perform at such a high class joint like the Hard Rock casino, but hey, it meant cheap tickets for us. The only price we had to pay was reeking of smoke and being blocked by the people walking through the isles with their tubs of popcorn, and wine in plastic champagne glasses. Classy. When it was all said and done, we got one man with a killer mullet to take our picture:
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