I like that the Palms provides an alternative to the MGM/Harrah's cloned giants on the Strip. The sports book has the best odds on the strip especially for the NFL.
But I don't like how the casino seems not to have changed at all since it opened in the 90s.
It doesn't help that I always feel like I'm wading through a sea of airborne Herpes particles every time I walk into the place - the cocktail waitresses, the bartenders, the dealers, the Playboy girls, even the bouncers and especially the liberal sprinkling of skanky ho's all look like they're just recovering from a rough outbreak. I think Abreva sponsors the place.
Too much Howard Stern, not enough Flight of the Conchords.