"Boring! That's the only word I can use to describe your blog. All the stories are the same! It's boy meets girl, boy makes pass at girl, girl rejects boys advances, boy runs off with tail between his legs. Don't any of the women you hit on ever say yes? Man, their must be something really creepy about you. Know one strikes out as much as you!" Uncle Ned in Kansas serves as the biggest critic of my blog, and I like that he does..Nothing makes me happier than feedback on my writing, no matter how negative it might be..
"Uncle Ned, the reason I don't have any luck with Vegas girls?" I was going to give him my standard answer of not having any money, but before I could? He rudely interrupted me.."Don't give me this bullshit about how you don't have any money and that's why you always strike out! I've been hearing that same excuse from you forever! The reason you can't find a women in Las Vegas is simple. Your a fucking loser! So please, find something else to write about besides the women in Las Vegas." Being a single, heterosexual, corn-fed, mid western guy? It's impossible to think about anything but women when you live in Las Vegas. If Ned was out here? He would understand what I'm talking about.
"Uncle Ned, listen to me, I just want to find me a nice Vegas girl to call my own. If I could ever do that? I would stop dwelling on them so much. I just don't seem to have any luck. Besides, I think a lot of other people who read the blog get a kick out of my misfortunes. People love to see other people fail. One of my other readers told me that I should try to develop a sit-com out of my story. He thinks its funny." Once Ned gets rolling, their is no stopping his verbal abuse.."Your blog isn't funny! It's fucking pathetic! Like you! What you really need to do is focus on getting a life! If your really wanting to find a girl to call your own in Las Vegas, maybe you should lower your standards?"
I like to end every post of mine with a thought I'm having..Call it the village idiot thought of the day.."Uncle Ned is planning on coming out to Las Vegas at the end of March for a music festival. He told me that we would hang out and he would show me how to pick women up in Las Vegas. All I got to say? Make sure your pockets are full of spending cash Uncle Ned."
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