I have been to vegas a good number of times and have gone with friends the vast majority of those times. Maybe it is just the crowd I go wtih, but none of my friends or I had ever brought a girl back to one of our hotel rooms in Vegas. Some of my friends are ugly and anti-social others were just either in relationships or too busy gambling (degenerates).
This time, one of the guys sexiled another. We got wind of the situation when the sexiled guy showed up at the bar and informed us of why he was not asleep as we had been led to believe was his plan (what a girl). The first question of course was, did he pay for the girl or not? I assumed yes.
The sexiled one described the girl as an attractive blond who was wearing a jean jacket over a corset. I tried to get a pool going, but of course there was the problem of how likely were we to get the honest answer.
Unfortunately I never got any bets on the matter and the guy showed up with corset blond in tow. Someone other then me asked if she was a hooker and she said no, so mystery solved.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
hookers
It was late Saturday night and I was walking alone from Mandalay Bay to the MGM. I had to pass through excalibur on my way to the footbridge over las vegas blvd to my destination. On my way out of the excalibur a 5'4 blonde woman showing slight cleavage looked at me and smiled. She asked me if I was looking for some company. I said no thank you, but I appreciated the offer, she touched my shoulder and said it was ok as I walked away.
Was that a hooker?
I mean she was dressed more conservatively then some of the girls I had seen wandering around mandalay. Either way, you can make sure the wife knows, the only temptation I had was to find out whether or not she was a hooker or just thought I was pretty.
Was that a hooker?
I mean she was dressed more conservatively then some of the girls I had seen wandering around mandalay. Either way, you can make sure the wife knows, the only temptation I had was to find out whether or not she was a hooker or just thought I was pretty.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Territories
Over the weekend the wife and I went to see a play in the city (city = SF until I move back east then NY). It was a show about the sister of the arab guy who fought the crusaders back when the french didnt give in to all their demands (or as my liberal law school would put it during the crusades). She purposefully got captured by some evil french man then seduced him with her crippled self (she has shaking attacks sort of like pickachu right before he shoots lightning out his ass).
So, the play is obviously a commentary on our role in the middle east and the way history overlooks women and the role they played in having sex with men who made a difference in history.
Synopsis, we shouldnt be in the middle east because eventually the one true lord of the muslims and their teddy bear hating cartoon tearing selves will demand we leave and defeat us. Women had a role in history even if it was only making the men act by whoring around. I think this is unfair to women, women also made a difference in history if they gave birth to great leaders or spread disease.
The acting was quite good. The play was very short but entertaining. If you live in the bay area I would check it out if you can get cheap tickets or something. I mean an hour and 15 minutes of anything isnt worth 45 bucks a pop.
Ok, maybe a few things, but nothing involving muslims.
So, the play is obviously a commentary on our role in the middle east and the way history overlooks women and the role they played in having sex with men who made a difference in history.
Synopsis, we shouldnt be in the middle east because eventually the one true lord of the muslims and their teddy bear hating cartoon tearing selves will demand we leave and defeat us. Women had a role in history even if it was only making the men act by whoring around. I think this is unfair to women, women also made a difference in history if they gave birth to great leaders or spread disease.
The acting was quite good. The play was very short but entertaining. If you live in the bay area I would check it out if you can get cheap tickets or something. I mean an hour and 15 minutes of anything isnt worth 45 bucks a pop.
Ok, maybe a few things, but nothing involving muslims.
Why I hate being an attorney
I had a trial about three months ago. The judge finally signed a judgment. I havent seen it yet, but opposing counsel tells me that somehow despite the judges stating to the alternative that he won the case and that we should pay his fees. It makes me rather angry not only because I feel like he is trying to take advantage of me as being green and ignorant, but also because he has been nailing his client.
I pointed out to him in email that if he continues to attempt to get his fees paid by our client that we have the compelling, you only kept this case going so you could get middle aged iranian ass defense.
I pointed out to him in email that if he continues to attempt to get his fees paid by our client that we have the compelling, you only kept this case going so you could get middle aged iranian ass defense.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Black Monday is Coming
It has become a yearly tradition to descend on Vegas with a dozen friends or so to celebrate the life and lessons of MLK. I will be attending black monday this year with guys from all over the country. At least once while we are there we will pause and consider how our lives would be different without the sacrafices and impact of MLK. That moment may come when someone hits a two outer on us or when the stripper asks for a tip, but that moment will come. The reminder for me that we are there in honor of the great man is when I look around at the faces of the guys with me, such diversity. Jews AND Asians and a few Wasps and maybe, possibly, an actual black person. He wont be with us, he will be playing the lottery.
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
minneapolis
It is ass cold in minneapolis in late December and early January. The moment you land at the airport you see mounds of white; snow and people. Other then spending time with the wife's family there were two distinct highlights.
1) Wife almost dies
2) Famous places
1) For anyone who has never been in snow, sledding is when you go down a hill on top of an instrument that was made somewhere in asia. In this case, the sled was plastic and circular. The brother in law, wife and I were going down steep golf course hills on our plastic sleds. We started by getting away from the crowd going down the 18th fairway and instead went further back into the course. We first went down a short hill that ran into an open area and evened out. That was fun for a half hour until we heard word of a better, steeper, more funner hill.
We wandered across the course and lined up to go down the hill. Before the brother in law could head down the hill, we caught view of two teenagers making out at the bottom of our hill. We made some loud noises and scared away the kids. Then, brother in law slid down, as he neared the end of the hill he gained speed and got closer and closer to some brush. He bailed and tumbled onto the snow. I followed, as I neared the end of the hill I spread my legs out wide and slowed myself to a stop. A pile of snow that reached my navel was built up between my thighs. I could not feel some important parts of me as they were pretty much frozen to my leg. I didnt have the motivation to get up, so I stared out into space and then noticed a stream behind the brush that had not quite frozen.
The wife started heading down the hill. She went faster and faster. Her brother screamed for her to bail, but like a woman, she did not listen. She got closer and closer to the brush and the stream. Then, brother in law lunged out of his sled, and tackled the wife out from her sled. The sled flung into the brush and the wife lay shocked in the snow.
2) I made a trip to the new gay mecca. I am not gay, I may live in the bay area, be extremely good looking, and have incredible fashion sense, but I only like black cock, I mean I dont like men.
As we made it through airport security I turned left and headed to the nearest bathroom. As I strolled passed the aisle of sinks and urinals I saw a middle aged balding jewish man taking pictures. A Jew dude in his yamulke and nose was taking pictures of a bathroom stall. We exchanged knowing glances. I walked into the stall 4 from the left. I looked on the wall for some scrawling, some nail mark, something to tell me that this was the very spot Sen. Craig tried to have elicit gay sex. I found nothing. I tapped my foot a few times, reached up under the stall to the person next to me, still, nothing. I sat up, peed on the seat, opened the door and went back to my wife.
1) Wife almost dies
2) Famous places
1) For anyone who has never been in snow, sledding is when you go down a hill on top of an instrument that was made somewhere in asia. In this case, the sled was plastic and circular. The brother in law, wife and I were going down steep golf course hills on our plastic sleds. We started by getting away from the crowd going down the 18th fairway and instead went further back into the course. We first went down a short hill that ran into an open area and evened out. That was fun for a half hour until we heard word of a better, steeper, more funner hill.
We wandered across the course and lined up to go down the hill. Before the brother in law could head down the hill, we caught view of two teenagers making out at the bottom of our hill. We made some loud noises and scared away the kids. Then, brother in law slid down, as he neared the end of the hill he gained speed and got closer and closer to some brush. He bailed and tumbled onto the snow. I followed, as I neared the end of the hill I spread my legs out wide and slowed myself to a stop. A pile of snow that reached my navel was built up between my thighs. I could not feel some important parts of me as they were pretty much frozen to my leg. I didnt have the motivation to get up, so I stared out into space and then noticed a stream behind the brush that had not quite frozen.
The wife started heading down the hill. She went faster and faster. Her brother screamed for her to bail, but like a woman, she did not listen. She got closer and closer to the brush and the stream. Then, brother in law lunged out of his sled, and tackled the wife out from her sled. The sled flung into the brush and the wife lay shocked in the snow.
2) I made a trip to the new gay mecca. I am not gay, I may live in the bay area, be extremely good looking, and have incredible fashion sense, but I only like black cock, I mean I dont like men.
As we made it through airport security I turned left and headed to the nearest bathroom. As I strolled passed the aisle of sinks and urinals I saw a middle aged balding jewish man taking pictures. A Jew dude in his yamulke and nose was taking pictures of a bathroom stall. We exchanged knowing glances. I walked into the stall 4 from the left. I looked on the wall for some scrawling, some nail mark, something to tell me that this was the very spot Sen. Craig tried to have elicit gay sex. I found nothing. I tapped my foot a few times, reached up under the stall to the person next to me, still, nothing. I sat up, peed on the seat, opened the door and went back to my wife.
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