Excuse me Mr. Stockman but,

March 26, 2007

Trickle-Down theroy will mean something very different in prison, and it will not be pleasant.

Ex-Reagan budget director charged with fraud. (Yahoo News)

A sign that there is hope in the world.

March 26, 2007
Northern Ireland parties announce deal. (Yahoo News)

Look if they can sit down together

“We must not allow our justified loathing of the horrors and tragedies of the past to become a barrier to creating a better and more stable future for our children. In looking to that future, we must never forget those who have suffered during the dark period from which we are, please God, now emerging. We owe it to them to craft the best possible future.”

Did those word actually tumble out of Mr. Paisley mouth?

Mr. Paisley, I will hold you to your word and I say the same to Gerry and Marty. Don’t F this up gentlemen. Maybe just maybe we can finally take down the “Peace walls/Peace Lines“.

Only known painting of Jane Austen to go on sale

March 23, 2007

Well color me shocked.

I just did not envision that, as the source of Emma and Sense and Sensibility. She is looking a little homely. Hey it was a different aesthetic then.

Mr. Boski how could you sum up in one word

March 23, 2007

P.F. Chang’s Shrimp with Candied Walnuts?

Yes, yes I can and that word is,


Thank god the Crispy Honey Shrimp was alright, or it would have been just rice. Damn that crap was just nasty.

Today some of us got taken to lunch, by our department manager. Which I am very thankful for, and I had a good time. But our table made a poor life choice with on that one. But since it is a Friday during Lent I just have to suck it.

Calgon take me away!!!!!

I may change my mind

March 22, 2007

on the whole Iran having nukes issue. I ask that they do not use it against Israel or any other nation. I just ask them to use it against these people who reside in my county.

I want them all to be harmed.

If not by nukes, then at least beaten with rakes, or rotting deli meat, along with their kids. Thanks for being a bunch of assbags and making this hood look even worse. We are still trying to get over the O.C. Look we have enough a-holes here, we do not need to give the rest of the world more reason to hate. Look I am glad these yahoo’s have made money and enjoy it. Kudos to them, but this show hurts my head with your pompousness and ignorance. Yet there were too many moments where I got to laugh at your and your children’s shame and ignorance and shenanigans. This was a show my wife watched, hey it can’t be NIT/NFL Europa/Dutch Soccer all the time.

Are you all bunch a-holes?

No, but there were too many moments where I just want to harm all of you that’s all.

Sure I know that some, or maybe all of this comes from a place of jealousy. With backyards bigger than my home. Hey I am going to get envious. I will also get peeved that there are good people in the county who can’t find a home they can afford, but that just HFH in me. Look, I am only human to get pissed to see some dumb ass clueless child rolling in a tricked out 3 Series, as their first car. I would like to say that would I hope to see the kids crash their cars (not a crash to harm them or others, I am not a total a-hole), but knowing with this group. About 10 minutes after the crash they would be rolling in new and better vehicle that runs on Plutonium.

I must stop or I am going to give myself and aneurysm.

So to the Real Housewives I say go back behind the gates of Coto. I will be outside preparing a kick ass siege tower to lay waste to all of you.

I am Paul Harvey


Noooooo! Not Larry.

March 22, 2007

Today we lost an icon.

You will be miss Mr. DeForest, ah screw NBC, thats Mr. Mellman. Even though Mr. DeForest has passed, he is still will be funnier than Jay Leno could ever pray to be. Why did they have to take Larry, and not that big chinned freak!?! Okay that was harsh. I need to rephrase it. I just want Jay off the air and in a working as a bride in Turkish prision.

Even though I have not really watched Letterman in years I did love that show.

Look this is no Rick Steves Special.

March 21, 2007

Hello everyone.

This is my fourth attempt at recounting my visit to Las Vegas and it appears Blogger wants no part of it, since it is still drunk from the weekend, and is probably a Cubs fan. So I am going to try to condensed the trip into something manageable. So let me look one more time at my Alcohol soaked mental notes:

I drink, drank drunk. On Friday, from the time we were checking 5:00 PM, till my head hit the pillow at 4:00 AM I was hitting hard, like a champ. The box score will show five beer, three Jack & Cokes and a Patron Silver Tequila shot. And that was just for that session. The next night I did not hit it as hard, okay except for the one stretch where I was pounding shots of Jameson’s. Look it was St. Patrick’s Day people.

March Madness in Vegas – This was something I had always wanted to do, especially when I was younger, but I heard it was becoming like the Super Bowl where you could not get a seat anywhere. Well it was crowded but not ridiculously crowed. Well expect when you tried to put down a bet in the sports book. The lines were huge. Saw some good games, but I totally lost focus on my brackets when I was there. I was too amped to gamble and to get the baseball draft done.

Speaking of drafts – Our baseball draft was painful. It took six and half-hours. At one point I turned to my team’s co-owner and said, “right now I hate baseball.” A sentence I thought I would never utter, but I did. I wanted to get up and say, I will take the Royals and now please excuse me I have to go gamble. Part of the problem was we had a number of the owners who drafted on line and add that with technical issue and you get a passing a gallstoneesque draft. I think we have an all right team, not great. I just hope our team is in contention longer than the draft.

Dinning – This is where we scored poorly, with all the choices we did an awful job, I think the best thing I had I was too drunk and it was too late to enjoy. Had a wall of corn beef between two planks of rye. Nothing like a sandwich when you are completely bombed. I could only handle half of a half of slice it was probably for best.

Catching up – It was great seeing people I just don’t get to see. Sadly that is what happens when you become adults. I just would have loved to seen a few of the owners who drafted on line, but we this was good group. We all had a great time gambling at the Former Barbary Coast.

Sleep – It seems that it was something I did not do really any of. Now as you have read I crashed at 4:00 AM Saturday morning. Do you want to hazard a guess at what time I woke up?

7:15 AM

Sadly at that moment I knew I was not going to get back to sleep, so I got up and wander around. I was feeling awful, but not hung over. So after walking around and taking stupid pictures with the free camera the hotel gave me for joining their members club. I went back to my room where my buddies were still crashed out and some shorts and went and worked out. Got on the bike and peddled around trying to figure out how in the hell am I standing, and why am I this wide awake. But going to gym and sitting the sauna was worth it, I felt so much better when I was done. The next night I thought I would have crashed and burned, yet some how I made to 3:00 AM and could have stayed up longer, but thankfully thought better of it. So when I got to sleep around 3:30 AM I thought I would be able to get some sleep. Hopefully wake up before check out. Thankfully I did, I woke up 3 and half hours before checkout, which was at 11 AM. Again I was up and at it. This time I again walked around, lost money at Ceaser’s took more photos, and got breakfast. When I was done with that it was about 9:00 AM so I decided to gamble just a little bit which leads me to

How did Boski make out gambling – Well this trip gambling wise was a huge success in that minus the room and gas I made some money. I had a couple of bad session, including my first where I nearly lost my wallet. We had just checked in we just sit down and I play a hand of blackjack and someone taps me on the shoulder and hands me my wallet. This had happened to me before. Nothing sucks up trip fun like your wallet/money being lost just as arrive. The secret, craps. I love this game and it seems to be the only one I have any success. Well as much success as should expect. My last two times at the tables it really helped in making the trip a success. First the Barbary Coast saved me and got me about $100 back from my other losses. Then during my early morning wandering Sunday I turned $200 into $560. It was freaking sweet. It was a great way to end the trip.

So shortly after cashing out, it was time for the circus to fold up the tent and head home. We gasses up, and headed back home. Where I nearly started a riot, okay I didn’t but I thought about it at Stateline. My buddies were grabbing something at the McD’s. I just wanted something cool and soothing. Hey it was March 18th so maybe I will score one of those Shamrock Shakes. You know what they told me, “Sir we don’t have those”. Seriously, as soon as St. Pat’s day passes let us sweep Paddy under the rug where he can sleep off his bender. No damn it, I say, give the people the Shamrock Shake for the whole month of March. Why did they have to do that? I think they may have perpetrated a hate crime on me. McDonalds you have not heard the last of me Seamus X!

Oh where was I. A great trip was ending and I had a fantastic time minus the hours lost drafting. I hope we can do it again next season. Late Sunday afternoon, I was back in the 714 and was happy to be at home and with the Better Half.

Today is Wednesday and I am still lagging a little bit from the tip, but it only took me a day to start thinking about getting back toVegas. You do not have to tell me, I know I have a problem.

This shoddy travel piece has ended, now go in peace.