One of the few casinos I just don't like. Stuffy. The horses from that joust thing in the basement?...Excal always smells like they just put the nags out on the buffett with the other Big Wads O' Meat. Little kids swinging those 8' long souvenir swords and on a Krispy Kreme sugar rush. Since the Hacienda is gone, this joint has filled the "Hayseed Heaven" role nicely. They got high roller suites? For who, the Olsen twins? Dreary house rack.

Of course, what do I know, look where I'll be this weekend. This time I'm bringing my own hot water.