2003-04-29 10:45
digitaldiscipline
Between minor travel hassles [fuck ya very much, Orange County airport, for delaying the plane I was supposed to transfer to for the PHX=>LV leg of my inbound travels] and the world's slowest shuttle bus operator [when I, who have been to vegas a total of six days in my life, am giving the other passengers a better tour guide and amusing patter because you're vaguely creepy, you may want to get into something a little less service-oriented].
Arrive, find the WTP's "Room of D00M" [after some further incredibly slow and overpriced service at the Flamingo's gift shop = 15 minutes and $2.50 for a roll of scotch tape, I kid you not], at which point I became the de facto Jedi Master for
wildturkeyparty's shindig. I didn't keep an accurate head count, but Thursday's event seemed to have approximately fifty (!!) attendees, most of whom were inoculated against Politics As Usual via JMF consumption. You all realize you're required to vote for us now, right?
Rather than head out to some kind of commie-pinko borscht-fest with
angelsil and assorted other minions [though, apparently, a highly pneumatic stripper's presence would probably have had a name put to it had I witnessed her], instead choosing to decompress and spend some sit-down time with
katyakoshka before
ladysoleil's arrival. Called it a relatively early evening after a very full day.
Arrive, find the WTP's "Room of D00M" [after some further incredibly slow and overpriced service at the Flamingo's gift shop = 15 minutes and $2.50 for a roll of scotch tape, I kid you not], at which point I became the de facto Jedi Master for
Rather than head out to some kind of commie-pinko borscht-fest with
(no subject)