The Blue Tape, A Love Story

(UPDATE, 9:10 a.m. 7/3: Bob's removed his post. See his comment, No. 9, here.)

Some guy named Downtown Bob claims on his blog he paid some maintenance men at the Palazzo $100 to fetch him the blue tape. I'm dubious but amused nonetheless. Do you believe him? Read all about it here.

BREAKING!!! THE BLUE TAPE IS GONE!

As pathetic as it may sound, I am on my laptop using the somewhat unreliable free wi-fi at the Palazzo lobby to bring you this news flash: The blue tape is GONE! OK, I'm also trying to shed the impact of a delightful Pimm's Cup cocktail I just had to try at Cut for a Vegas Magazine story on Vegas mixologists before I drive home so I went to the atrium connecting the casino to the lobby to look for the infamous BLUE TAPE.

That such a high-end property would forget to remove such an obvious symbol of its construction has been mock-worthy for months. My first reference to it came in March thanks to astute reader Troy, who shot the photo in this posting.

It was there as recently as May 27 when I posted this, but now it is GONE! See!


It used to look like this:


I took a shot of the whole atrium just in case I was missing something. See?


Who knows how they realized they had to remove it, but the only place where I know of that it was discussed was on various Vegas blogs and various podcasts.

Now that that's resolved, we need to move on to more important matters: Why on EARTH does it sound like a church organist is having an orgasm in here? God, this music is hurting my head. Wait, is it that music? Is there such a thing as a pre-hangover?