Woot! I am off to Vegas tomorrow morning at 8:30am. Jealous? of course you are. I will be doing 5 nights at the MGM grand. Got plenty of shows booked, except for Thursday, which of course, is NFL opening night. I will spend this evening at the sports book watching the game, and hopefully chugging free liquor. anyway, I will not be taking a computer of any sort, and I don't feel like trying to find out if I can blog through WAP, so fuck it, next post wont be until I'm back.
OK, so what the FUCK is milk. You squeeze it from a cows titty basically. Mammals produce milk from their teet to nurse their offspring. So why in the HOLY HELL would humans drink the milk from cows. Cows milk is for baby cows. I really cannot see much distinction between drinking this or drinking human milk. No, I mean milk from from some random lady's boobs. Ie, pumping lots of breast milk from women all over the world and bottling it for sale in every grocery store in the US. I bet the very thought repulses most people. When you put it into this perspective, it almost become sick and twisted, yet millions of people drink it every day. You cannot really make a case for calcium intake purposes, because you could get the same calcium from just about any mammal, of from synthetic sources. So again I ask, what the FUCK?
I suppose I should make a disclaimer stating that I think people should be free to do whatever the hell they damn well please, and I am by no means trying to be anti-milk. I simply want people to think about it.
I will footnote all of this by saying the reason I think about it in the first place, is because at a bachelor party at a strip club last night, my friend was telling me about a lactating stripper he once encountered that would squirt milk all over the place, and lick it off of herself. Is this really that bad? Would it be better if she poured "normal" cows milk on herself then licked it off? Short of meaning that she either was going to or recently had produced offspring, I think not.
Back in a week suckers!
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Thursday, August 30, 2007
As I'm sure as most people do, I have a favorite shitter stall at work. It is mine. I worked there for 8.5 years, and short of only a handful of times, I have always used the same unit. About 3 years ago, I did branch into the alternate bathroom at work and scope out a safe backup plan, in case I don't have time to get to the far bathroom, or if my "office is reserved" so to speak.
Going to the bathroom anywhere outside your own house is always an adventure. You have a pretty good idea of whats going to go on while you are in there, so you have a pretty decent gauge of how solitary you need to be to take care of business.
Personally, I like a completely empty bathroom when I enter or exit the stall. I really don't care what happens in the restroom while I am in the stall. I guess I find safety and comfort behind a locked door. As part of my routine, I will check under the other stalls for feet. Typically, if my stall is occupied, I will just come back later. Sometimes I will perform an obligatory hand wash to throw off would be shitters from knowing that I am waiting. I am not sure why. I will do a quick cursory check of the other bathroom, but if there is a single person in there, I will simply wait for mine to open back up. Of course, there always dire scenarios which require an emergency contingency plan which make it ok to utilize another unit, but those are rare.
Some dudes are really open about their activity. They may grunt and groan and blow huge chunks without a bit of worry about the sounds it/they are making. Some dudes will sit in there and talk on the phone while dropping a deuce. Some are in and out in record time. I prefer that no one detects my stall work, but sometimes that is just not an option.
Then there are the urinals. This is always an enjoyable chess game. Again, I have a favorite, but I am a lot more lax on my requirements for this than I am on stall choices. If someone is on my pisser, I will choose another. Now, where I work there are exactly 4 pissers in a row. One is really short, for the handi-capable. I will never use this one, under any circumstances. Not because I would feel bad if a cripple hobbled up in there while I was pissing, its just because the damn thing aint tall enough.
This leaves three usable pissers. Mine is on the end next to the wall, this way you don't get sandwiched between two morons. If the one on the end is reserved, I will try for the third one from the end, the one next to the shorty. If it is reserved as well, you have no choice but to go for the middle, and hope these two jerks leave ASAP. Sometimes you walk in just as another guy is zipping and flushing. Those are the worst, because you still kinda have to use the empty one, so you end up appearing to choose the pisser right next to someone else on purpose. Bummer. It also seems like half the people want to make small talk while they are in there. Let me hip all you piss talkers to something. If you are not shit faced drunk and outside in someone's yard, then two dudes should not be talking to each other with their cocks in their hands. If you glean one particle of information from this post, let it be that.
Onward and upward!
Going to the bathroom anywhere outside your own house is always an adventure. You have a pretty good idea of whats going to go on while you are in there, so you have a pretty decent gauge of how solitary you need to be to take care of business.
Personally, I like a completely empty bathroom when I enter or exit the stall. I really don't care what happens in the restroom while I am in the stall. I guess I find safety and comfort behind a locked door. As part of my routine, I will check under the other stalls for feet. Typically, if my stall is occupied, I will just come back later. Sometimes I will perform an obligatory hand wash to throw off would be shitters from knowing that I am waiting. I am not sure why. I will do a quick cursory check of the other bathroom, but if there is a single person in there, I will simply wait for mine to open back up. Of course, there always dire scenarios which require an emergency contingency plan which make it ok to utilize another unit, but those are rare.
Some dudes are really open about their activity. They may grunt and groan and blow huge chunks without a bit of worry about the sounds it/they are making. Some dudes will sit in there and talk on the phone while dropping a deuce. Some are in and out in record time. I prefer that no one detects my stall work, but sometimes that is just not an option.
Then there are the urinals. This is always an enjoyable chess game. Again, I have a favorite, but I am a lot more lax on my requirements for this than I am on stall choices. If someone is on my pisser, I will choose another. Now, where I work there are exactly 4 pissers in a row. One is really short, for the handi-capable. I will never use this one, under any circumstances. Not because I would feel bad if a cripple hobbled up in there while I was pissing, its just because the damn thing aint tall enough.
This leaves three usable pissers. Mine is on the end next to the wall, this way you don't get sandwiched between two morons. If the one on the end is reserved, I will try for the third one from the end, the one next to the shorty. If it is reserved as well, you have no choice but to go for the middle, and hope these two jerks leave ASAP. Sometimes you walk in just as another guy is zipping and flushing. Those are the worst, because you still kinda have to use the empty one, so you end up appearing to choose the pisser right next to someone else on purpose. Bummer. It also seems like half the people want to make small talk while they are in there. Let me hip all you piss talkers to something. If you are not shit faced drunk and outside in someone's yard, then two dudes should not be talking to each other with their cocks in their hands. If you glean one particle of information from this post, let it be that.
Onward and upward!
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
I have started reading. I never really liked reading. I don't altogether know that I enjoy it now, but I do it. I REALLY hated reading when I was younger, but probably because I was forced to read things during school. I am not talking about everyday type of reading, I am referring to reading novels.
I always liked the movie Fletch, so I decided to read the book it was based on. It, like most books I read, always seem to be way better than the movie. I wonder why this is? The movie "Fletch" was way different from the book, as was Forrest Gump. I guess that is why the disclaimer says "based on" a certain book. Anyway, after I read the first Fletch book, I bought and read the entire series. They are great because they are not too long, and are quite humorous.
A while back I saw a commercial for the Stephen King movie "IT". I had heard of the movie and the book, so I decided to give it a shot. This time I decided to read the book before watching the movie, to see if it was a different experience. It was. This brings me to the real topic of today's post. What do you hear in your head while you read?
When you have seen a movie ahead of time, then when you read the book, your brain already has some idea of the characters, and the actors who played them, and thusly what they "should" sound like. For example, when I read "Fletch", I sort of experienced the book almost as if Chevy Chase's voice was narrating, or reading it to me. When I read "IT", I had no idea who was in the movie, what they looked like, what they sounded like, etc.. So then when I saw the movie, I was kind of disappointed in it, because it did not synch up with what my brain had created for the characters. Also, in the case of "IT", it was a made for TV movie, rather than an R rated theatrical release, which would have been leaps and bounds better than the TV version.
I have determined that it is perhaps better to watch a movie first, then read the book afterwards. It just seems to make for a better overall experience. Plus, you are almost guaranteed to not read a shitty book this way. If you like the movie, you will almost certainly enjoy the book, and in many cases even more, and I believe that doing it the other way around only ends in disappointment.
Sometimes, there is a book written after the movie is made! The appears to be the case with the movie "The Goonies". I read this book that was written after the movie, and it was still better. It was more descriptive, and had variations of scenes from the movie. I am not sure why this is, because the movie was great, but again, I got to enjoy it on two different levels.
I may venture off into the land of "audio books". I have a friend who used to travel a lot and swore by them. It might throw an interesting loop into the mix to try, listening to the book, then seeing the movie, or vice versa. I may try one the next time I go on a long trip. I shall surely followup when and if that happens. There is a very funny Seinfeld episode where George gets a book on tape, and the voice on the tape is almost identical to his own voice, which of course, makes him freak out.
Anyway, power to the people!
I always liked the movie Fletch, so I decided to read the book it was based on. It, like most books I read, always seem to be way better than the movie. I wonder why this is? The movie "Fletch" was way different from the book, as was Forrest Gump. I guess that is why the disclaimer says "based on" a certain book. Anyway, after I read the first Fletch book, I bought and read the entire series. They are great because they are not too long, and are quite humorous.
A while back I saw a commercial for the Stephen King movie "IT". I had heard of the movie and the book, so I decided to give it a shot. This time I decided to read the book before watching the movie, to see if it was a different experience. It was. This brings me to the real topic of today's post. What do you hear in your head while you read?
When you have seen a movie ahead of time, then when you read the book, your brain already has some idea of the characters, and the actors who played them, and thusly what they "should" sound like. For example, when I read "Fletch", I sort of experienced the book almost as if Chevy Chase's voice was narrating, or reading it to me. When I read "IT", I had no idea who was in the movie, what they looked like, what they sounded like, etc.. So then when I saw the movie, I was kind of disappointed in it, because it did not synch up with what my brain had created for the characters. Also, in the case of "IT", it was a made for TV movie, rather than an R rated theatrical release, which would have been leaps and bounds better than the TV version.
I have determined that it is perhaps better to watch a movie first, then read the book afterwards. It just seems to make for a better overall experience. Plus, you are almost guaranteed to not read a shitty book this way. If you like the movie, you will almost certainly enjoy the book, and in many cases even more, and I believe that doing it the other way around only ends in disappointment.
Sometimes, there is a book written after the movie is made! The appears to be the case with the movie "The Goonies". I read this book that was written after the movie, and it was still better. It was more descriptive, and had variations of scenes from the movie. I am not sure why this is, because the movie was great, but again, I got to enjoy it on two different levels.
I may venture off into the land of "audio books". I have a friend who used to travel a lot and swore by them. It might throw an interesting loop into the mix to try, listening to the book, then seeing the movie, or vice versa. I may try one the next time I go on a long trip. I shall surely followup when and if that happens. There is a very funny Seinfeld episode where George gets a book on tape, and the voice on the tape is almost identical to his own voice, which of course, makes him freak out.
Anyway, power to the people!
Monday, August 27, 2007
Fax War Day 24 Update: 94 faxes sent, 5 in the queue. A MAJOR UPDATE:
V I C T O R Y ! ! !
V I C T O R Y ! ! !
V I C T O R Y ! ! !
V I C T O R Y ! ! !
V I C T O R Y ! ! !
V I C T O R Y ! ! !
Just out of curiosity, I called the Shell Customer Service Center phone line to check my balance. They said my balance was "credit 100 dollars" What? Could it be true? I listened further to the information of my last payment, and the system stated that my last payment was June 28th, in the amount of 160.29, the exact amount of the "fiasco". Apparently, the war is over. Just like Harry Truman before me issued the orders to bomb Hiroshima and Nagasaki, I made the difficult decision to drop a major bomb of my own on Shell with the shock and awe fax attack. Apparently today is the day they surrender unconditionally, and I am declared the winner. From this day forward, August 27th, 2007 shall be known as Victory over Shell or (VoS) Day.
There are a few unaddressed issues on the table here, but they should be easy to sort through, if I even decide to care.
1. Why do they say my last payment was this amount on June 28th, when clearly, I have made multiple payments since then?
2. Will they simply cut me a check for the credit balance? If not, I suppose they would be forced to should I close my account.
3. Is it possible that the investigation and subsequent correction was actually completed in June, and simply took a while to post into the account for whatever reason, thus nullifying my need for the fax war in the first place?
4. Did we win the war daddy? A question a child might ask, but not a childish question.
I have made another $20 payment that should go through today, so they will actually owe me $120 total. Now the question becomes do I go for them cutting me a check for what I consider to be my spoils of war, or do I let it ride so to speak, and simply buy about 50 gallons of their gas to zero out my account?
I think the logic here is simple. I continue to boycott their stores, and give them exactly no business. If I buy their stupid gas now, the terrorists win. Plus, with my Vegas vacation coming up next week, it might be handy to have a check for $120 waiting for me when I get back. For some reason, and another reason to bail on them, their web site will not accept my information for managing my account online, so I will have to contact them one last time to request my check. That should be fun. I wonder if they will ask any questions or have remarks regarding my blitzkrieg of faxing.
Since this news dominates today's headlines, I will probably try to install 3 more entries before going on vacation. They are sure to be gems, I have been tossing around a few subjects in my head that I am sure will be quite entertaining.
Now to celebrate victory with a lovely beverage, or 8.
V I C T O R Y ! ! !
V I C T O R Y ! ! !
V I C T O R Y ! ! !
V I C T O R Y ! ! !
V I C T O R Y ! ! !
V I C T O R Y ! ! !
Just out of curiosity, I called the Shell Customer Service Center phone line to check my balance. They said my balance was "credit 100 dollars" What? Could it be true? I listened further to the information of my last payment, and the system stated that my last payment was June 28th, in the amount of 160.29, the exact amount of the "fiasco". Apparently, the war is over. Just like Harry Truman before me issued the orders to bomb Hiroshima and Nagasaki, I made the difficult decision to drop a major bomb of my own on Shell with the shock and awe fax attack. Apparently today is the day they surrender unconditionally, and I am declared the winner. From this day forward, August 27th, 2007 shall be known as Victory over Shell or (VoS) Day.
There are a few unaddressed issues on the table here, but they should be easy to sort through, if I even decide to care.
1. Why do they say my last payment was this amount on June 28th, when clearly, I have made multiple payments since then?
2. Will they simply cut me a check for the credit balance? If not, I suppose they would be forced to should I close my account.
3. Is it possible that the investigation and subsequent correction was actually completed in June, and simply took a while to post into the account for whatever reason, thus nullifying my need for the fax war in the first place?
4. Did we win the war daddy? A question a child might ask, but not a childish question.
I have made another $20 payment that should go through today, so they will actually owe me $120 total. Now the question becomes do I go for them cutting me a check for what I consider to be my spoils of war, or do I let it ride so to speak, and simply buy about 50 gallons of their gas to zero out my account?
I think the logic here is simple. I continue to boycott their stores, and give them exactly no business. If I buy their stupid gas now, the terrorists win. Plus, with my Vegas vacation coming up next week, it might be handy to have a check for $120 waiting for me when I get back. For some reason, and another reason to bail on them, their web site will not accept my information for managing my account online, so I will have to contact them one last time to request my check. That should be fun. I wonder if they will ask any questions or have remarks regarding my blitzkrieg of faxing.
Since this news dominates today's headlines, I will probably try to install 3 more entries before going on vacation. They are sure to be gems, I have been tossing around a few subjects in my head that I am sure will be quite entertaining.
Now to celebrate victory with a lovely beverage, or 8.
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Fax War Day 22 Update: 80 faxes sent, 2 in the queue. I have escalated to 6 a day.
The new technological world we live in can be a cold hearted place, because a lot of the human interaction ha been replaced by machines. I embrace the new world, because I think less human interaction involved with our day to day transactions creates a more precise world. Very rarely these days do you have to write something down, and give it to someone else to read. Also seemingly growing more is people having to type in strings of numbers, which also reduces human error. This situation can also have a down side.
The situation I am referencing is my recent purchase of show tickets to The Beatles based Ciqrue du Soleil show in The Mirage Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas. I accidentally entered the incorrect show date. My bad, no question about it, I screwed up. Well, since the tickets are "e-tickets", they email them to you. The second this email leaves their server, there are absolutely NO refunds or exchanges whatsoever, because for all they know, you printed out your tickets, and now you are trying to rip them off. This is a good measure, and I completely understand why; however, if this was 10 years ago, I would simply call The Mirage box office, explain the scenario and they would have taken care of it. But these days, no go!
So now I have these tickets that are useless to me. Great. Wait a second, the same reason that I am in this shitty scenario in the first place, is the exact same reason why it is probably not a big deal. Since things are so technologically advanced, with a few clicks of my mouse, and a few keystrokes, I can have these bad boys up on eBay, and just sell them to someone who can use them. Yaaaay!
I stick the tickets up on eBay. Since the event is only 10 days away, I put the auction up for 7 days, and started the bidding at a penny. I put int he description the story of how I got them by screwing up, and how some lucky chap could benefit from my stupidity. I figure any money at all that I can get for them is better than losing 100% of it by just tossing them out the proverbial window. Within 5 minutes of the auction going up, I get an email from a guy who just so happens to be going to Vegas, and wants to buy the tickets right out. He told me he would not have the money until the next day, but I really didn't care, so I told him fine, and that I would do the deal for 100 bucks. I paid $154.30 so I was taking around a 50 dollar hit, but hey, I would take a $154.30 hit if I didn't sell them, and I make some guy happy in the process. I tinkered around with eBay to try and figure out a way to just sell the tickets to the guy for 100 bucks, and couldn't figure out how to do it (damn technology!). Anyway, by the time the guy had gotten the money setup to pay me, the bidding was already up over $100!!!. It was sort of a bummer, but I am a man of my word, so I told the guy to just Paylpal my the money and I would give him the tickets. A few minutes later he gave me the money, and I sent him the tickets, then cancelled the auction. I wonder how much money I could have made back, or even if I could have made a small profit, but those things didn't really matter at that point, so I didn't dwell long.
In summation, the duality of the world today is certainly interesting. Sure, you make a few wrong keystrokes and you get screwed by a machine, but then you can turn around and use another machine to make it alright. Seems like The Mirage should have a side business as an auction house for their own tickets, and charge people a few bucks (like eBay does) to buy and/or sell. Hmmmm. I wonder what people who are not quite as savvy as me would have done in this same situation. Who cares 8-).
The new technological world we live in can be a cold hearted place, because a lot of the human interaction ha been replaced by machines. I embrace the new world, because I think less human interaction involved with our day to day transactions creates a more precise world. Very rarely these days do you have to write something down, and give it to someone else to read. Also seemingly growing more is people having to type in strings of numbers, which also reduces human error. This situation can also have a down side.
The situation I am referencing is my recent purchase of show tickets to The Beatles based Ciqrue du Soleil show in The Mirage Hotel and Casino in Las Vegas. I accidentally entered the incorrect show date. My bad, no question about it, I screwed up. Well, since the tickets are "e-tickets", they email them to you. The second this email leaves their server, there are absolutely NO refunds or exchanges whatsoever, because for all they know, you printed out your tickets, and now you are trying to rip them off. This is a good measure, and I completely understand why; however, if this was 10 years ago, I would simply call The Mirage box office, explain the scenario and they would have taken care of it. But these days, no go!
So now I have these tickets that are useless to me. Great. Wait a second, the same reason that I am in this shitty scenario in the first place, is the exact same reason why it is probably not a big deal. Since things are so technologically advanced, with a few clicks of my mouse, and a few keystrokes, I can have these bad boys up on eBay, and just sell them to someone who can use them. Yaaaay!
I stick the tickets up on eBay. Since the event is only 10 days away, I put the auction up for 7 days, and started the bidding at a penny. I put int he description the story of how I got them by screwing up, and how some lucky chap could benefit from my stupidity. I figure any money at all that I can get for them is better than losing 100% of it by just tossing them out the proverbial window. Within 5 minutes of the auction going up, I get an email from a guy who just so happens to be going to Vegas, and wants to buy the tickets right out. He told me he would not have the money until the next day, but I really didn't care, so I told him fine, and that I would do the deal for 100 bucks. I paid $154.30 so I was taking around a 50 dollar hit, but hey, I would take a $154.30 hit if I didn't sell them, and I make some guy happy in the process. I tinkered around with eBay to try and figure out a way to just sell the tickets to the guy for 100 bucks, and couldn't figure out how to do it (damn technology!). Anyway, by the time the guy had gotten the money setup to pay me, the bidding was already up over $100!!!. It was sort of a bummer, but I am a man of my word, so I told the guy to just Paylpal my the money and I would give him the tickets. A few minutes later he gave me the money, and I sent him the tickets, then cancelled the auction. I wonder how much money I could have made back, or even if I could have made a small profit, but those things didn't really matter at that point, so I didn't dwell long.
In summation, the duality of the world today is certainly interesting. Sure, you make a few wrong keystrokes and you get screwed by a machine, but then you can turn around and use another machine to make it alright. Seems like The Mirage should have a side business as an auction house for their own tickets, and charge people a few bucks (like eBay does) to buy and/or sell. Hmmmm. I wonder what people who are not quite as savvy as me would have done in this same situation. Who cares 8-).
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Fax War Day 19 Update: 64 faxes sent, 1 in the queue.
It is odd how people in your life sort of come and go, for whatever reason. This happens to everyone, I suppose, and it is normal. It starts early in life. Some people you go to school with move away, and you never hear from them again. Then later in life people go off to college or whatever they decide to with their lives and you never hear from them again. Then in your adult life people that you work with get new jobs, and you hear from them for a while, but slowly over time, they drift away, never to be heard from again. I notice this a lot in hockey. You become teammates, then friends, with people on your team, but eventually, something happens that causes you, or them to drift away.
Some of these people check in from time to time, or I will contact them, just to make sure that all is well. Sometimes there is a little weirdness after not being in contact with them for a while. With other people it is like I just spoke to them the day before. The phenomenon is quite interesting.
Can you imagine if this were not the case? Can you imagine what life would be like if you stayed close with everyone you were ever friends with? Imagine the phone numbers you would collect! I think this would be a logistical and administrative nightmare.
It is odd how people in your life sort of come and go, for whatever reason. This happens to everyone, I suppose, and it is normal. It starts early in life. Some people you go to school with move away, and you never hear from them again. Then later in life people go off to college or whatever they decide to with their lives and you never hear from them again. Then in your adult life people that you work with get new jobs, and you hear from them for a while, but slowly over time, they drift away, never to be heard from again. I notice this a lot in hockey. You become teammates, then friends, with people on your team, but eventually, something happens that causes you, or them to drift away.
Some of these people check in from time to time, or I will contact them, just to make sure that all is well. Sometimes there is a little weirdness after not being in contact with them for a while. With other people it is like I just spoke to them the day before. The phenomenon is quite interesting.
Can you imagine if this were not the case? Can you imagine what life would be like if you stayed close with everyone you were ever friends with? Imagine the phone numbers you would collect! I think this would be a logistical and administrative nightmare.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Fax War Day 15 Update: 48 faxes sent, 5 in the queue.
I am going on vacation. I fucked up all my vacationing plans all year. I have determined that everyone should go on vacation well before they get the feeling that if they don't, they might destruct. I think I let myself get to that point again. When I wake up, I just want to go back to sleep. Then I drag myself into work, and sit there all day browsing the interwebs. Little things start to piss me off, like stupid people, bad drivers, the evening news.
Anyhoo, So I am going to Las Vegas. September 3rd through September 8th. I got a West Wing room at the MGM Grand, normally $189.99 a night, for only $69.99 a night, except for Friday night, which I had to pay 129 bucks for. So a deep discount all the way around, since I am a past gust and a member of their player's club.
I got tickets to Wayne Brady. Additionally, I intend to see The Amazing Jonathan again, whereas he is quote entertaining. Also on the schedule is Ka (Cirque), Love (Cirque based on the Beatles), Blue Man Group, and Hans Klok (magician that has Pamela Anderson in his show). Snoop Dog is doing a show at the Hard Rock by the pool, but I believe it is standing room only, so I will probably have to take a pass on that show, although it would be quite the experience. I don't intend on gambling much at all, but I may play some speed roulette, and sit in front of a slot machine or two for free drinks if I get the notion.
Also, Sunday, Sept. 9th is the MTV Video Music Awards which is in Las Vegas, so I am sure the town will be steeped in all sorts of celebrities and such, so I will be sure to have a fast camera handy in case I run into Brittney Spears or Paris Hilton.
I am going on vacation. I fucked up all my vacationing plans all year. I have determined that everyone should go on vacation well before they get the feeling that if they don't, they might destruct. I think I let myself get to that point again. When I wake up, I just want to go back to sleep. Then I drag myself into work, and sit there all day browsing the interwebs. Little things start to piss me off, like stupid people, bad drivers, the evening news.
Anyhoo, So I am going to Las Vegas. September 3rd through September 8th. I got a West Wing room at the MGM Grand, normally $189.99 a night, for only $69.99 a night, except for Friday night, which I had to pay 129 bucks for. So a deep discount all the way around, since I am a past gust and a member of their player's club.
I got tickets to Wayne Brady. Additionally, I intend to see The Amazing Jonathan again, whereas he is quote entertaining. Also on the schedule is Ka (Cirque), Love (Cirque based on the Beatles), Blue Man Group, and Hans Klok (magician that has Pamela Anderson in his show). Snoop Dog is doing a show at the Hard Rock by the pool, but I believe it is standing room only, so I will probably have to take a pass on that show, although it would be quite the experience. I don't intend on gambling much at all, but I may play some speed roulette, and sit in front of a slot machine or two for free drinks if I get the notion.
Also, Sunday, Sept. 9th is the MTV Video Music Awards which is in Las Vegas, so I am sure the town will be steeped in all sorts of celebrities and such, so I will be sure to have a fast camera handy in case I run into Brittney Spears or Paris Hilton.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Well the fax war with Shell / Texaco is in full swing. I have been trying to hit them four times a day. There was a break through of sorts. I got a letter in the mail from them claiming they are investigating the issue, and to assure me that I am NOT responsible for the for the disputed amount during the investigation, and that the "initial investigation" may take up to 60 days. I assume this means they received my fax, but who the hell knows. If I were them I would add something to the form letter saying we received your fuckin fax, blah blah blah...
So I noticed that the date on the latter is August 4th, which was the day after I started faxing them. By the time I received their letter, I had faxed them a total of about 20 times. So I started thinking, now that they are working on it, should I stop faxing them. I turned to my team of advisors, and they said no go. I did not win yet. It is not truly a win until I have the money back, or the credit in my account. So fax war is still on strong!
I am currently up to 36 outgoing faxes since August 3rd, and I am pretty much hitting full stride at 4 faxes per day. Since I figured out how to queue them up for 24 hours in advance, I may kick it up a notch every week, and increase the amount by one, until I receive full satisfaction.
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