Whiskey, Part 5

Did you ever wonder how the bed sheet toga was invented? Probably, it was in Vegas.  Whiskey was involved. Whiskey is always involved, somehow. Then you wake up naked. Alone in a bed, but not alone. And not in a place where being discovered (bad naked) is any more appealing than being awake (Whiskey). Problem, […]

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Wild Turkey whiskey
“Oh, and could I get a quart of Wild Turkey, two fifths of Bacardi, and a night’s worth of ice delivered to my room, please?”

Wild Turkey and Vegas.  What could possibly go wrong?

Maybe it was the Budweiser chaser. Maybe being sandwiched by Tullamore Dew and Harp. And a beer and some wine at dinner.

Hey, let’s Facebook some pics!

Hey, lets post some insightful comments!

Hey! Another round?  Fuck yeah!

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Donald Trump’s Penis Monument (“Wishful Thinking”) Says “Hi”

So we took the entire staff on holiday to Chicago.  Why not?  What’s the worst that can happen? Karma:  You’re kidding, right? Anyhoo, we survived. While we were in town, we thought, “hey, what is that ass-ugly monument to phalluses everywhere?” A: That’s  the Trump International Hotel and Tower Chicago Us: Wait till Otis Donald sees us! He […]

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