Handwritten page of a diary dated January 8, 2009
… and great-grandma Alice was about driving me nuts. Don’t get me wrong, I love hanging out with her most of the time, but ever since her friend Howard backed out on their Vegas trip, she’s been in a crapped out frame of mind. And I kept thinking this was my chance to get out of here a while before the new semester begins. OK, first time I asked her to take me she laughed. Right in my face. So not only do I have to talk her into taking me, but she and Howard had plans to stay at the Mandarin Oriental, and hey, I’m sure it’s very nice, but I have my heart set on the Bellagio Hotel.
So I drove her to Denny’s for lunch. I think it’s a boring place to eat but she just loves it — so OK. Then while we’re there I ask her to tell me the story about seeing a Judy Garland show at the Dunes Hotel and after she gets done practically telling me every song Judy Garland sang that night, I say “Hey, you know what hotel is on the very same piece of land that the Dunes was on?” and she says no and I say “The Bellagio.” And I can see the wheels starting to turn. I say “yeah, that’s the place with those water fountains that make cool patterns to the rhythm of whatever song they play.” So I let those thoughts simmer a while and then when we get home, I get out the computer and I show her a picture of the world’s largest chocolate fountain. And oh yeah, it just happens to be in a shop at the Bellagio Hotel.
I’m so close I can taste it.