Between the strippers, dancers and hookers (Yes, there is a "difference" as I have learned.) in Vegas, I am amazed that you all found time to eat and gamble. At least you didn't sleep. Today was a tough day at work - for me that says alot. I just had to share because I am sure it will not happen again for a very long time.
I think there might be a whole other blog or site or something about Vegas...we'll get it posted in the next few days. Even though I just slept for 10 hours, I don't have the energy to post it all yet. BUT, to cut to the most important part of the trip, this is one of the last somethings that happened:
Good job, Phred. Good job.
Good job, Phred. Good job.
No real time to blog...we're sitting in the Vegas airport, waiting to board the plane. But to sum up:
We're leaving with more cash than we came with.
John bought new shoes.
Some things happened.
Vegas rocks.
There will be more details later. After we finally sleep.
We're leaving with more cash than we came with.
John bought new shoes.
Some things happened.
Vegas rocks.
There will be more details later. After we finally sleep.
Have you heard about the new Creationism Museum?
"A lot of that money is going into the animatronic dinosaurs, which are pictured as coexisting with modern humans before the Fall. According to the article, up to 50 million Americans believe this."
"A lot of that money is going into the animatronic dinosaurs, which are pictured as coexisting with modern humans before the Fall. According to the article, up to 50 million Americans believe this."
So, I have about 5 minutes to blog about our first day in Vegas. There is too much - let me sum up:
Our flight was uneventful, except for the couple hooking up in the seats in front of us between Charlotte and Vegas. The Charlotte airport, by the way, is AWESOME. It's basically an entire mall in the airport, with lots of food and shopping options. I could live there.
We got into Vegas, and were greeted by our personal drivers holding up a sign that said "Baxtons." Awesome. We were staying at the South Point casino/hotel for the first night, so we got checked in (and the $20 trick worked to get us a nice view) and ate the most amazing $4 buffet ever. Seriously. I haven't eaten since then - that was nearly 20 hours ago - and I'm not all that hungry yet. We're about to go eat there again. That should do it for today.
We all played a little video slots, which didn't result in much. Then Phred and Oh Bee Juan played craps. For hours. And did very, very well. Oh Bee Juan started with $20, and walked away with $475. Then we all went to the strip, where the boys played craps for about 20 minutes, and made a good profit. We saw the light show at Freemont (Valerie and I saw two light shows, one while the boys were playing craps) and walked around.
Okay, I'm taking too long, and we have to go eat and watch football. Just like Sunday at home. Let me sum up this way: Vegas is awesome.
Our flight was uneventful, except for the couple hooking up in the seats in front of us between Charlotte and Vegas. The Charlotte airport, by the way, is AWESOME. It's basically an entire mall in the airport, with lots of food and shopping options. I could live there.
We got into Vegas, and were greeted by our personal drivers holding up a sign that said "Baxtons." Awesome. We were staying at the South Point casino/hotel for the first night, so we got checked in (and the $20 trick worked to get us a nice view) and ate the most amazing $4 buffet ever. Seriously. I haven't eaten since then - that was nearly 20 hours ago - and I'm not all that hungry yet. We're about to go eat there again. That should do it for today.
We all played a little video slots, which didn't result in much. Then Phred and Oh Bee Juan played craps. For hours. And did very, very well. Oh Bee Juan started with $20, and walked away with $475. Then we all went to the strip, where the boys played craps for about 20 minutes, and made a good profit. We saw the light show at Freemont (Valerie and I saw two light shows, one while the boys were playing craps) and walked around.
Okay, I'm taking too long, and we have to go eat and watch football. Just like Sunday at home. Let me sum up this way: Vegas is awesome.
It's November 7th - don't forget to vote! If you live in Virginia, your options are:
James Webb or
A big fat bully
Vote early, vote often!
James Webb or
A big fat bully
Vote early, vote often!
| Your Deadly Sins |
| Lust: 80% |
| Gluttony: 20% |
| Envy: 0% |
| Greed: 0% |
| Pride: 0% |
| Sloth: 0% |
| Wrath: 0% |
| Chance You'll Go to Hell: 14% |
| You'll die while in the throws of passion - the best way to go. |
So, I'm sitting in a big traffic backup this morning.
I know, imagine that occurring in Northern Virginia. What a shock!
Anyway, I'm sitting there pondering the meaning of life or rocket bombing the 100 cars in front of me I can't remember which one, when I look out my passenger window and see a man standing in the lane next to me. Now you might think that's weird, as I did for a split second, but then I noticed that he was standing behind a garbage truck. He was the garbage man, picking up the trash cans and dumping the contents into the back of the truck. Good thing it was too cold to have the top down this morning!
What is the point of this story? Well, as is very often the case in Northern Virginia, a road that obviously used to be a rural highway has been converted into a major traffic thoroughfare by the home builders/buyers leapfrogging the old country homes out into the ex-urbs. As most of you on this Blog have no doubt seen on 29 between Charlottesville and DC, houses are built right on the highway with driveways connecting to the major road. There is/was no concept of a subdivision with such low building density.
I was on my way to the gym at 7:15 this morning on the road, and why wouldn't it be horribly backed up at 7:15? Silly me, I should've gotten up at 5:30 to beat traffic. But I digress...the point of this pointless story is that I'm sitting on this road, and the garbage truck is stopping, the guy gets out, dumps the trash into the truck, compacts it, and then hops back into this truck, drives 50 feet to the next driveway, repeat...and all of this is having absolutely no effect on the traffic flow. It's as if having a guy stopping a truck every 50 feet on a major highway is a normal thing.
I can't wait to move.
I know, imagine that occurring in Northern Virginia. What a shock!
Anyway, I'm sitting there pondering the meaning of life or rocket bombing the 100 cars in front of me I can't remember which one, when I look out my passenger window and see a man standing in the lane next to me. Now you might think that's weird, as I did for a split second, but then I noticed that he was standing behind a garbage truck. He was the garbage man, picking up the trash cans and dumping the contents into the back of the truck. Good thing it was too cold to have the top down this morning!
What is the point of this story? Well, as is very often the case in Northern Virginia, a road that obviously used to be a rural highway has been converted into a major traffic thoroughfare by the home builders/buyers leapfrogging the old country homes out into the ex-urbs. As most of you on this Blog have no doubt seen on 29 between Charlottesville and DC, houses are built right on the highway with driveways connecting to the major road. There is/was no concept of a subdivision with such low building density.
I was on my way to the gym at 7:15 this morning on the road, and why wouldn't it be horribly backed up at 7:15? Silly me, I should've gotten up at 5:30 to beat traffic. But I digress...the point of this pointless story is that I'm sitting on this road, and the garbage truck is stopping, the guy gets out, dumps the trash into the truck, compacts it, and then hops back into this truck, drives 50 feet to the next driveway, repeat...and all of this is having absolutely no effect on the traffic flow. It's as if having a guy stopping a truck every 50 feet on a major highway is a normal thing.
I can't wait to move.
Another shot of Davis, shortly after donning his Lion costume. Davis, what does a lion say? RAAAAAWWWWRRRR!
I am having a business card swap. If you will, please send your business card to:
Jelani A. Berry
Assistant Public Defender
1-A Ninth Avenue
Shalimar, Florida 32579
Upon receipt, I will send you one of my business cards. In addition to receiving a business card inscribed with my illustrious name and occupation, you will receive that warm feeling of doing something completely useless, but fun nonetheless.
Jelani A. Berry
Assistant Public Defender
1-A Ninth Avenue
Shalimar, Florida 32579
Upon receipt, I will send you one of my business cards. In addition to receiving a business card inscribed with my illustrious name and occupation, you will receive that warm feeling of doing something completely useless, but fun nonetheless.
When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bonds which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the laws of nature and of nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. That to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of those governed. That whenever any form of government becomes destructive to these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety and happiness...
...
We've come a long way in 330 years. From the tyranny of the King to the vast, more complicated, and more diffuse tyranny of the current government. Through gerrymandering, signing statements, and back-room deals, our government has become a joke. There are no checks and balances. There is no representative democracy. It's broken. I mean, it works every once in a while - even a stopped watch is right twice a day (but who wears a watch any more, anyway?) - and we get the occasional true statesman I suppose, but I can't help but assume he's going to get outvoted by the other 534 members of Congress every time.
Sorry, I'm feeling cynical, and wanted to share.
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. That to secure these rights, governments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of those governed. That whenever any form of government becomes destructive to these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety and happiness...
...
We've come a long way in 330 years. From the tyranny of the King to the vast, more complicated, and more diffuse tyranny of the current government. Through gerrymandering, signing statements, and back-room deals, our government has become a joke. There are no checks and balances. There is no representative democracy. It's broken. I mean, it works every once in a while - even a stopped watch is right twice a day (but who wears a watch any more, anyway?) - and we get the occasional true statesman I suppose, but I can't help but assume he's going to get outvoted by the other 534 members of Congress every time.
Sorry, I'm feeling cynical, and wanted to share.
I'm often asked what my favorite news feed is. It's gotta be The Daily Kitten. Awwwww, they're so damn CUTE!
Always makes you feel good right about the time you're ready to push your monitor off the back of your desk. (Not that I have thoughts like that or anything)
Always makes you feel good right about the time you're ready to push your monitor off the back of your desk. (Not that I have thoughts like that or anything)
Sometimes, you've got to hate on people. Today, I'm a hater. I'm hating everything. Especially the fact that I just had McDonalds. I hate that I'm such a dumbass. I knew I'd feel guilty after that Big Mac and yet I ate it anyway. Maybe I should sue them for all of my guilt.
I'll let you know when I hate on myself for voting for George Allen despite his lack of character...I voted for Clinton so why not? Wait. Black people LOVE Bill Clinton and like TJ, Bill Clinton "LOVES" Black people. George Allen doesn't care about Black people.
Germans LOVE David Hasselhoff.
I'll let you know when I hate on myself for voting for George Allen despite his lack of character...I voted for Clinton so why not? Wait. Black people LOVE Bill Clinton and like TJ, Bill Clinton "LOVES" Black people. George Allen doesn't care about Black people.
Germans LOVE David Hasselhoff.
To date, 20 cases set for Jury trial next week. The State likes to hold on to the cases to see if I will make my clients plea. I, on the other hand, like to wait until jury selection day to see if the state will Nol Pros or Dismiss the case because they realize that I am too stubborn to realize that I needed to make my client plea. I love chicken.
It's been sooooo quiet around here. I just wanted to let the world know that I got my Pen Island pens last week! This is great too.
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