You're Awesome.

Yes, you! Really! Now that I have your attention, I must say that I am telling the truth; I've posed random questions to the internet at large here before, and you have inevitably come up with fantastic suggestions and advice, in such cases as The Big Bang Question, or even more recently, what in the hell to do with a rashy baby belly dear god make it stop, the poor baby, he is ever so itchy. And so, I have two (2) more questions to throw at you. If your past responses are any indication, I'll no doubt be well-equipped with useful information in no time: Question 1 Next month, J and I are headed off to Las Vegas for a few days. (Let's put aside my utterly crippling fear of flying for a moment, because there's no way anyone can come up with a solution for that.) Anyway, I'm very excited, as I've never been before. Although J has been, he is going to be spending much of his time there doing work-related stuff (i.e., the basis for the trip), so I'm going to be on my own during the day. Barring the possibility that any of you will perchance be there at the same time (Dear Universe: Pretty please? Smooches, Metalia), what's a girl to do? I know that gambling is a given, but we'll definitely do that at night, so I don't want to do too much of that during the day. Particularly by myself. I have visions of a grizzled old trucker named Smokey taking me under his proverbial wing (and by "wing," I mean "sweat-stained flannel shirt reeking of cigarettes and loneliness") and getting me addicted to craps. I'm not sure what a good idea that would be. It would be pretty unfortunate if J returned to the suite only to find that said suite had been stripped and sold for parts. Lap dances and legalized prostitution are a few of the options I know I have, but I am considering making a run for public office soon, so I'll put that on hold. (For now.) Consequently, if you guys have any suggestions for fun stuff in Vegas that one can do on their own, I'd absolutely love to hear it. (Oh! Obviously, I'm planning on putting in much "lounging by the pool" time, so book suggestions are most welcome, too. ) Question 2 I'm getting a little tired of Blogger lately. When we first got together, everything was just dandy. Blogger treated me like a princess, and accepted my blog posts willingly. We often worked together well into the night, happy and exhilarated that everything was going so well. Lately, though, Blogger's been something of a lazy ass douche. It won't post things properly, it takes away my "double spaces" before starting a new sentence. It inexplicably changes fonts mid-post, and won't let me change it back. It makes the fonts super-wee for no apparent reason. Then Blogger drinks all my wine, and won't get the hell off my couch. I ask Blogger what I did wrong, and what I could be doing differently, but each time, it just shrugs its proverbial blog shoulders (bloulders?) and goes off in the corner and strums its guitar while I dream longingly of something different...something better. So. All this to say, if I were to leave Blogger, um.... how, exactly, would I go about doing that? If I wanted to get my own domain name, and someone to make me a pretty site (or even just a template, I don't care), in your experience, how much would that run me? Can I do it myself? Could the content from this blog transfer over, or is it a fresh start? Has anyone else tried Snapple's new "Out of the Blue-berry"Iced Tea, and if so, do you believe, as I do, that it may be laced with crack, such is its goodness? Also, what is it with me and obsessions with new drinks lately? Is it more difficult to handle your own site than it is to deal with Blogger? Any answers you can provide to any or all of these items (even the drink questions that I sneaked in there; they're equally important, if not more so) is, as always, much appreciated. ***************************** Oh, also? My demon flu has dissipated somewhat; thanks for all your well-wishes. I'm still VERY stuffed up, and everything sounds garbled to me. Consequently, when I was playing with Toopweets earlier this evening, J and I had the following incredibly intelligent conversation: Toops: [Insert baby giggles here.] J: [Something I can't quite make out.] M: Did you just ask if we have any more Caesar salad dressing? J: I said, is there any sweeter sound than him laughing. M: I see. Well in that case, no. No there is not. But there is Caesar dressing on the second shelf in the fridge. You know, in case you do want some. J: Um, thanks. Annnnnd......scene. *************************** Thanks in advance for your advice! :)