I would travel first class for a month, go to the most expensive cities in the world and rent presidential suites. Tokyo, Boston, LA, NYC, London, Paris, etc.
And $500/hr call girls would be invited too of course. As well as a few $1000+ bottles of champagne.
I could probably blow through the money.
A million? That’s all? I could burn through that in two weeks.
No, really. Try me.
run for office, on the don’t vote for me ticket.
The most expensive hotel in Amsterdam, for a month.
If it works, I won’t remember much of how I spent it. 8)
I’ve been in some clubs where the bills have gone well into the quadruple-digits within a few hours without even trying. With a partner, and making an effort to spend money, we could spend a million in a month without even leaving the room.
So, Cerowyn, you going to be in Tokyo again soon? 
I’d pay people to humiliate themselves in public. At the end of the month I’d buy a flamethrower, gather whatever cash I had left over into a pile, piss on it, and then take the flamethrower to it.
I know this.
Vegas, man, Vegas!!
Watch me rent a whole bunch of airplanes. 
If you really wanted to live like it up, hire a lear jet, fly to Switzerland and stay in the Imperial Suite at the President Wilson Hotel in Geneva.
Dining out would be a snip (even if you have to divide the cost by three, as pper the rules).
Trouble is, I’ve blown the million in under three weeks and I haven’t left the hotel 
Go to Applebee’s. Eat a sandwich.
Tip really well.
I used to stay in that hotel all the time. If you’re going that way then try June probably the nicest month right there. Nice little restaurant, too, sort of French/Moroccan. And there is a place within walking distance that rents Ferraris and the like. It used to be about $1000/day, now it’s probably more with the dollar’s free fall.
I guess the servants have to get some exercise.
I would spend the entire month on airplanes. First class all the way. Only touch ground to get on another airplane.
I’d buy lunch for everybody.
Quite a few people seem to forgetting the rules
I’d fly my sister and myself to New York (first class, natch), get a great hotel room, and go see plays and enjoy fine dining until the money was gone. (Of course, I’d make sure we had enough money to get back home on.)
First I’d spend a week hosting a talent contest for rap artists. And after finding the best one, buy studio time with Dr. Dre. And he didn’t want to do it, maybe someone in the Aftermath/Shady crew might do it. If not them, Timberland. I would pay for the recording contract and studio time for the artist. This would in effect, give someone a chance, as well as feed their family for possibly a lifetime, as recording studios like these are likely to atleast have steady sales, even if the artist isn’t popular. As long as the money is spent after 30 days, the project can still go on, right? The recording may take some time.
Oh, we used to play this one all the time when I was a student. The consensus was something on the lines of chartering a cruise ship and having a massive party with our choice of rock bands as entertainment. Illegal substances were invariably mentioned.
At today’s prices we’d probably blow it all in one night.
Well my answer is that I’d disappear…quietly… with the money… in cash.