5.31.2005

vegas...

in keeping with the mantra "what happens in vegas, stays in vegas" I'll keep this missive brief.

got picked up by a bentley at the airport.
stayed here: the wynn
bachelor party dudes + bachelorette party chicks = recipe for success
pure night club was too southbeach for my taste, club ice was just as nice
canadian chicks talk funny, but...
unlv chicks love texans
apparently I'm too huge time for vegas, I busted 3 cigar shops trying to sell me fake cubans. it's easy to state your case when you can whip out the genuine article when they are trying to say otherwise

5.20.2005

ouija boards...

I think they are real. I consulted one last night regarding my vegas trip. I must have been comunicating with a ghost spirit with a stutter, because it took the fucker fifteen minutes to spell out "pwn3d"

5.15.2005

my personal playground

this weekend will be the new wynn las vegas hotel. has a ferrari dealership within. I fear after setting foot in that place, I may not want to return to the ol' pedestrian h-town.