Every year at this time the cowboys and cowgirls hit town. All of a sudden the casino sound systems are no longer piping the Best of Queen onto the casino floors.
This is one of the two biggest weeks a year we in Las Vegas have for a refreshing change of ambience (or ambiance, as they say in Paris). The other one is the week all the Harley people ride into town.
A cool, short-lived blast of cultural change once a year.
First of all, I hate rodeo, and I grew up in Texas. I would like to see the mistreated animals gore Billy Bob into the dirt.
But my feelings side, there seems like a ton of bets you could make on rodeo that aren't being offered.