Friday, February 03, 2006

Off the hook

I have a friend who always tells me what's going on in his life and finishes all sentences with "off the hook." A conversation will go something like this:

Friend: I love your new condo. It's off the hook.

Me: Oh yeah, thanks.

Friend: And I see you still have your red couch. It's off the hook.

Me: Yeah, the red couch. I love it. It reminds me of my single days.

Friend: You know, I went out to Vegas last year. It was completely off the hook.

Me: Yeah, Vegas is great. I'm going in March

Friend: Really? You have to go to the New York New York casino. It's off the hook. They have this dueling piano bar there - completely off the hook.

Now, let's just get something straight here. I've been to Vegas a couple of times and I live in Northern New Jersey, six miles from New York City. Why would I ever want to hang out in a hotel that looks like home? Granted, I love dueling pianos just as much as the next person, but do I really have to go do it at the New York New York casino?

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