Kingman, Arizona ~ miles traveled: technically 500 miles East from L.A.
After a stationary week, I'm back on the road with my goatee blowing in the breeze. I checked out of Binion's around 12:30pm and called to see if my car was ready. They were at lunch until 1pm and not answering their phone, so I decided to kill some time in the Binion's poker room. All I wanted to do was just sit at a 2-4 table and camp, but all that was open was 4-8, so I figured I'd buy in for $100 and if I lost $20, I'd get up. Second hand I'm in, I'm the big blind, and I'm dealt pocket Aces. I raise and practically the whole table calls. The flop comes A-K-6, the small blind opens for $4, I raise, and again everyone calls. I kept showing strength, people kept calling, and I won a pot worth over $150. For the next two hours, cards just kept coming my way, and when I stood up to leave, there was $400 in chips in front of me. Not a bad way to leave Vegas. The extra days I had to stay there were paid for; now if only I'd won enough to cover the $1000 repair bill. While frustrating, it's a road trip an things like that are going to happen. C'est la vie.
I left Vegas around 4 and hit some major traffic and heat on the way out through Hoover Dam. Right before the Dam there was a hotel/casino with a movie theater, so I decided to catch a flick and give the heat a chance to die down. I walked into about 75 retirees banging on slot machines and the greatest Elvis impersonator lounge act ever. After a few moments of watching and almost bursting several times in fits of laughter (not the impression I believe the impressionist was after), I checked the showtimes on the movies and saw I had just missed the start of The Da Vinci Code by 15 minutes. Figuring that would work out just fine since about two years ago I read the first 25 pages of the book, I walked up the stairs to the theater where there was not a soul to be found. I looked everywhere for someone to give my money to, and finding no one, said fuck it and entered the theater. My apologies to Tom Hanks and Ron Howard and the rest of Hollywood for stealing your content, but I saw your opening weekend numbers and I think you'll live. As for the movie, I was pleased. Anything involving a conspiracy about Jesus that suggests most organized religion is based on a lie is all right by me. It went on a little long - I thought it was over twice before it actually ended. Also I thought the choice of Tom Hanks was a little odd - I kept waiting for Meg Ryan to pop up and banter. The French chick was cute but annoying at times, which is right on par for a Frenchie. On the Nathanson Scale, it gets a 3 1/2 out of 5 VW Vans.
So I know it's late Thursday and you're dying for your weekly fix of my radio/podcast appearances, so let's get to it! Yesterday's taping of Schnauzer Logic achieved its typical level of brilliance, and you can hear it by clicking on the link. Of course you're going to listen to the whole podcast, but in case you just found out that you're the one true descendant of Christ living on Earth and you have a few loose ends to tie up, my segment starts about 1 hour and 30 minutes in.
The KSCO morning show segment can be found here, and can be listened to by right clicking and selecting "Save As" in order to download the segment for keeps, or if you left click it should open in the media player of your choosing. Major thanks to Robin at Schnauzer Logic for capturing, editing, and hosting the segment every single week. Some would say you're the hostess with the mostess, but not me, because I would never make a pun quite that corny.
Early in the morning, I'm Grand Canyon bound. Thankfully I wasn't stuck in Vegas for a few extra days, causing me to go to one of the most heavily trafficked National Parks on the first holiday weekend of the Summer. That would be rough.
the life and times of a wandering jew
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God speed my child! Your transgressions can be forgiven if you ask the baby Jesus. Angels will be watching over you until your return to the city of the Angels. Stay out of Santa Cruz because it is a den of Satan worshipers. Stop fornicating with the whores of Babylon. And remember, masturbation is a sin. Drinking is a sin. Playing cards is a sin. Watching porn on Tivo is a sin. Being within 500 feet of Robin Goldstein is a sin. Radio is a sin. Breathing is a... well not a sin... but it could be if you breath in Los Angeles.
You need not speak blasphemy, for through your disbelief, blasphemy doth not exist. I quote one of the greatest humans in existence (and a nice jew boy) when I say the following:
"My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind."
-A. Einstein
And let's not forget the true words of another brilliant poet who said the following:
"Britney would make a better prostitute than Christina. She's thicker."
-S. Doggy Dogg
Nice work on the poker table.
Did you flop quad 8's?
Didn't think so.
Safe travels,
---Anonymous guy that actually flopped quad 8's.
Suck my balls teacher
-Drew
This Drew character is a pesky little cocksucker... friend of yours Jason?
OK, you got all the bad stuff out of your way and now you can relax
and get on with your trip. Enjoy
the sites that are ahead of you
and I'll see you on your return trip. Uncle J
finally out of vegas? congratulations. how was the grand canyon or did the van break down again?
what's planned for the big memorial day weekend?
wacthing krystal on tv right now and going to UFC tonight.
You know what that is? Ultimate Fighting Championship. Rubenstein and I are going to watch some dudes beat each other up in a cage.
Can't wait.
When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro.
Hunter S. Thompson
It still hasn't gotten weird enough for me.
HST
*singing*
I'm a little teapot short and stout.
This my handle, this is my spout.
*talking* oh my... wrong blog. Sorry. erase,erase,erase
Q: How many ADHD kids does it take to screw in a light bulb?
A: Let's ride bikes!
Meet me at midnight, Mary
Same place we always go
Meet me at midnight, Mary
And don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know
Your Daddy says I'm a bad boy
And you've no future with me
So we can only get together
By meeting secretly
Meet me at midnight, Mary
Same place we always go
Meet me at midnight, Mary
And don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know
Just got a job on the railroad
The work is hard and long
But I'm gonna build us a future
And show your Daddy hes wrong
Meet me at midnight, Mary
Same place we always go
Meet me at midnight, Mary
And don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know
Soon as I have some money
For a home and everything
We won't have to keep it a secret
That you've got my wedding ring
Meet me at midnight, Mary
Same place we always go
Meet me at midnight, Mary
And don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know
Don't let anyone know, oh-oh
Dear HST,
If this blog hasn't gotten weird enough for you, then carefully study the minds above. Time to turn pro, dude.
I've got a pigmy!
It's called sin city
Jason really got lost there, but
whores and poker, oh Boy!
I think this blog is in the Bible as one of the End Times signs.
"Verily, they shall blather on and on without ever moving 1 foot closer to the kingdom." Thomas 4:20
"I Dig A Pygmy"
by Charles Hawtrey and the Deaf-Aids!
Phase one in which Doris gets her oats!
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