Talking Trump with a homeless guy...

There is this homeless guy who hangs out on the corner. The two of us share a running gag. Every time I see him I yell - "Trump!" - In turn he yells - "Hitler!" - Today I passed through the corner and came across him once again. Without hesitation, we share our normal greeting. He then asks - "Are you going to watch the Season One finale of your idols show tonight?" He is referring to the State of the Union address. I got a snicker out of his 'Season One' reference - "You better believe it buddy," is my answer, I then add - "The country hasn't had a president the caliber of Donald Trump since Abraham Lincoln was in office. If you don't believe me just ask Steve Wynn."

When my homeless friend isn't hanging out on the corner during the day. You can find him in one of the neighborhood pubs drinking beer and watching CNN - "You better enjoy Season One," he tells me with a grin, "There ain't going to be a Season Two with this clown. The FBI has him by the balls and his goose is basically cooked." He then starts rambling on about Trump and the Russians and how they colluded in the election and blab, blab, blab - I have come to enjoy my homeless friends rants. I find him hilarious. Listening to them is akin to reading political memes on Face Book. One of these days I am going to take a picture of him or a video and put it on the blog so everyone will realize how insane this guy truly is.

"To compare Donald Trump to Abraham Lincoln is disgusting. Seriously, I think I am going to throw up. Your idol was able to hoodwink the country because people are too stupid to realize it. Abraham Lincoln, give me a break." I tell him there is no better person for the economy than Trump. If you don't believe me look at the things happening in the Asian markets - I then add - "Things have doubled in Macau since Trump took office. That is just a microcosm of things to come. It works because Trump is aiming at more balanced trade policies with other nations. I admit he isn't the best foreign relations guy in the world. He's too concentrated on making the economy better in the country to worry much about what foreigners think."

We can only take so much politics, so I ask him what he thinks the final score of the Super Bowl will be - "Belicheater 28 - Eagles 24 - You know Belicheater will find a way to win it at the end. It sucks because they will tie Pittsburgh with the most Super Bowl wins. I hate to see cheaters in the elite company of my favorite team." I have never met a homeless guy who is a fan of New England - I've met a lot of homeless guys. Anyhoo, our conversation comes to a close. He says one last thing before I go - "Someone better tell your idol an Abraham Lincoln comparison is probably not a good idea. We all know how things ended for Lincoln."

the gout attack

A few weeks ago I was getting out of bed and the moment my right foot hit the floor I collapse in agony. The pain in my right foot, especially the area of my big toe, was excruciating. Why is my foot hurting so bad? I recently bought some new shoes and they were a bit tight. Was that the reason my foot was on fire? I was perplexed and worried. I text my friend James who studied as a PA about the condition. He comes over to take a look.

"Where does it hurt?" I point directly at my big toe area - "It feels like it is on fire. I can't put any pressure on it without being in agony. What the fuck is wrong?" It hurt bad and I was dreading the thought something might be broken - "What do you think it is dude?" I ask anxiously. He gives my foot the up and down and rules out a broken bone. He then says, - "You have gout." I've heard of gout, but wasn't sure - He explains - "The eight pork chops you eat a day coupled with the Cherry Dr. Pepper you like to drink so much is probably what did it to you. Your body has too much uric acid caused by all the purines in your diet. It has crystallized around your toe. Which is common for gout sufferers. It looks like someone is in need of a diet change."

Fast forward two weeks and James is over to watch the fights. He asks for an update on my condition - "Let me tell you something buddy. Having gout will make you change your diet faster than anything. I couldn't even put my shoe on. It was that painful. I am finally getting functional again. It hurt so bad that when my bed sheet rubbed up against it I almost started crying." He laughs and adds - "No more eating eight pork chops a day for the Village Idiot. Am I safe to assume that?" Seriously, the mere mention of eight pork chops to a person battling gout will actually make their foot hurt - "No more eight pork chops a day for me," I say with all intentions, "The gout attack taught me a lesson."

Donald Trump & Steve Wynn...a love story.

It wasn't always a love story between Donald Trump & Steve Wynn - When Trump tried to acquire a gaming license in Nevada for his resort it was denied. A lot of people pointed the finger at Wynn and his disdain for Trump as the reason. The two despised each other at the time. Las Vegas has always been Steve Wynn's town & Trump found it out the hard way - This is a theory on how their love story began. I don't have eyewitnesses; or hidden sources; or anything of that nature. The whole theory is based solely on one man's observations: Their mutual disdain for the Obama regime is the underlying reason they became bedfellows!

We all know Donald Trump's story. He was a democrat and gave to them because it was all business and that's how things are done - "I bought them folks," was one of his favorite things to say at campaign rallies. Besides Sheldon Adelson, you won't find a guy who has given more money to political campaigns in Las Vegas than Steve Wynn - "He's doled millions & millions to various campaigns, not just in Nevada...every where." That's a quote from John Ralston, a senior political reporter in town. The town has had it's share of big shots though the years. There has never been a more influential person in Nevada than Steve Wynn. Some people may say Sheldon Adelson is the guy who deserves the title. That's an argument for another day.

At the beginning of the blog I stated it was the Obama era causing them to become bedfellows. I need to add one more thing to the list...China. Seventy percent and counting is what Macau brings to Wynn & his company. Billions upon billions is what is up for grabs. Wynn & Sheldon Adelson possess very advantageous positions in the Asian gaming market - "We haven't even scratched the surface yet in Asia." One of many quotes from Wynn about the possibilities Asian consumption holds. Obviously, Trump is a pro business China guy. Throw in the recent tax cuts and it becomes rather clear of how their love is able to blossom.

Anyone who reads the blog on a consistent basis is familiar with my thoughts on Asian consumers & their fruitfulness. Take a look at the Wynn's quarterlies if you need further convincing. I will spare you guys my spiel for now and tell you about something real. The major resorts are getting a 'Trump bump' with the tax cuts and the administrations pro business stance. Wynn is planning on spending billions in the coming years to build evermore elaborate resorts. In the end - Steve Wynn, Donald Trump & Rob Astle have one thing in common. We all share the belief of Asian consumers being advantageous for business growth.

There is one thing I don't envy about Steve Wynn. I wouldn't wish his problems with his ex wife on my worst enemy. I had the easiest divorce in the history of mankind. She took her dog and I took mine. That was basically it. It's a little more complicated with him. Wynn is an enduring figure and will weather the storm. Besides, when you really think about it, it is hard to feel sorry for a guy whose net worth exceeds three billion.

yelling Trump at a homeless guy + it's the economy stupid + Belicheater

There is this homeless guy who hangs out on the corner. The two of us have a running gag. Every time I see him I yell - "Trump!" - He in turn yells, "Hitler!" - We both get a hearty laugh out of it. I ran into him today on the way to the store and without hesitation I yell - "Trump!" He responds with the usual - "Hitler!" We share laughs and he says - "Was that you the other day who yelled at me?" I was glad he brought it up, because it was me - "Yeah, I figured you didn't know it was me when you flipped the bird. I had already passed." He laughs and says - "Sorry about that buddy. I thought it was some other guy busting my balls."

I accept his apology and say - "So what's the word on the street? Anything interesting?" He goes on to tell me his buddy got thrown in jail because he was too drunk and annoyed the cops - "He deserved it. He gets out of jail next week." I ask if he has been following our idol the last few weeks - "He's your idol, not mine," he says with a snicker, "And yes I have been following the baboon." He then starts rattling on about how Trump wanted to fire Mueller and how he is in bed with the Russians and blab, blab, blab. "Hey, the country asked for it and now they are getting it," he adds to his tirade.

I share a big belief in our current president, he is the guy for the economy. All the other stuff I don't pay attention to - "It's the economy stupid," I tell my friend with a laugh, "If the economy is good both here and China. Which every indicator says it will be. That's what the country needs. All this other bull shit will fall by the wayside." My homeless friend isn't so easily sold on my beliefs - "They have been saying the same thing since I can remember. Do you want to know how it always plays out? The rich get richer and the poor stay poor." 

We can only take so much politics, so I ask who he thinks will win the Super Bowl - "Belicheater - They got the quarterback, they got the experience. I would like to see the Eagle's do it. But I just don't see it happening. They can probably cover the six. But in the end Belicheater will find a way to win it." If you don't remember anything I write in the blog, at least remember this. I have never met a homeless guy who is a fan of New England.

tax cuts + Steve Wynn & Donald Trump + talking about my girl

"If you want to give the government more of your money. By all means, don't let me stop you. Myself, I would like to keep as much of my money as possible." I chatted with Mad Max the other day and tax cuts plus the economy were hot topics of discussion - "You create jobs by lowering taxes. That in turn enables people to invest their money in things they otherwise wouldn't. It's really as simple as that when you think about it." Mad Max the FOX man. Don't get me wrong, I agree with his philosophy concerning the tax cuts as well. It's just that listening to him is like listening to a recital of the Sean Hannity Show.

"There has been some action on the strip the last few days. Steve Wynn bought the lot across the boulevard from his current places. It use to be where the Frontier was at before they imploded it. He says he is going build a glamorous resort that will complement his others. He also credits the tax cuts and all the money he makes in Macau for making it possible." He asked for the lowdown in Vegas, so I shared that with him - "What you are trying to tell me Village Idiot? Are you saying Steve Wynn is a Trump man?" I respond by saying - "As much as you like to call yourself Trump man numero uno. I would say Steve Wynn has you beat. Besides, when you are projected to make billions of dollars over the next few years and a lot of it has to do with our current presidents policies. You would probably be his biggest fan too. Did I mention Steve Wynn is Vice Chair of the Republican party as well?"

He asks about Roxy and what our deal is, "I don't know buddy. I love her and want her to be mine. She's not sharing the same sentiment though. I guess I will just have to keep wishing and enjoy whatever time we have together. I don't know what else to say." Mad Max has had his share of ups and downs in relationships - "Don't worry about it Village Idiot. There are a million other women in Las Vegas who would love to make your acquaintance." There is no shortage of women in Las Vegas, he is right about that. The problem is I only have eyes for one girl - "I don't want any other girl besides her. She is the one for me!" - "Geez, it sounds like you are in love," he then starts singing the theme song for The Love Boat. It's inside joke the two of us share - "She's my girl," I say as I interrupt his ballad, "The truth is she doesn't realize it yet."

patronized by the women I love...

It pains me to know the women I love is on the gallivant while the man who loves her languishes away - I decided to call Roxy today and tell her exactly how I felt - "I knew it was a bad idea sleeping with you again. I figured you could handle it. Why don't you get it genius? We are never going to be together the way you want. I have had it with your whining and always wanting more. I know how I can fix you. I am not going to sleep with you again. It's too bad because it's your loss." I call it her force field. It's the things she says to me when I lay my heart out for her.

"It's just I love you and can't stop thinking about you Roxy. I want to make an honest women out of you." I have told her the same thing many times. Her answers are always the same - "God, what is it with you? You fuck a guy a few times and now he won't go away. Jethro, what did I tell you about just enjoying the time we have together? I am starting to sound like a broken record. This happens every time and it is irritating. I thought you could handle things. Obviously, I was wrong."

I realize a girl like Roxy is out of my realm, but one of these days my realm will get bigger and I will be able to take care of her. You know, give her the life she is accustom to. I reiterate it to her again - "See, Jethro, this is the thing I love most about you. It's your optimism. I tell you what sweetie. When you can afford to do what you are saying, 'Call me,' I will come running. Until then save the 'I am going to be rich someday speech,' for another time...Okay."

Being patronized by the women you love is something most men will not tolerate. Not me, I rather enjoy it. It's a turn on - "I just want you to know that I mean everything I say and I want to be with you more than anything," I tell her for the umpteenth time - "Okay," she says in the patronizing tone I adore so much, "You have my number now. Call me when you are rich." She then hangs up without saying goodbye.

Roxy thoughts + yelling "Trump!" at a homeless guy...

I got a text from Roxy the other day. She's back in San Diego doing her thing while the man who loves her languishes in Las Vegas - Anyhoo, the text got me thinking about the two of us and some of the things she has said to me- "I told you Jethro. Enjoy the time we have together. You know what kind of girl I am Jethro. You have known from the start. Don't play stupid now." It's her honesty, often brutal, that keeps her grounded. For me, I find her honesty both depressing and invigorating.

There is a homeless guy who hangs out on the corner. I encounter him from time to time when I am out and about. We developed a running joke - Every time I see him I yell - "Trump!" He yells back - "Hitler!" - We both get a laugh out of it - Today I was riding by the corner with a friend and he was standing at the stoplight - I yell - "Trump!" - out the window as we roll by. I don't think he realized it was me because when I checked the side view mirror for his reaction, he was standing out in the street with both middle fingers waving in the air. Let me tell you folks. You will never find anything as funny as watching a homeless guy in the middle of the street cussing and flipping the bird at you. It made my day.

pillow talk with Roxy...

"I said I got a little women and she won't be true. On Sunday morning when we go down to church see the men standin' in line. Who they say come pray to the Lord when my little girl look so fine - and in the evening when the sun is sinkin' low and everybody's with the one they love - I walk the town just a searchin' all around...looking for my street corner girl."

Hey, Hey, What can I do? ~ Led Zeppelin

Roxy walks in and the first thing she says - "I don't have a lot of time Jethro. I have to be back at the Cosmo by eight." I understand time is money with a girl like her, so I lead us to the bedroom - "You can at least say hi," she says as I toss her on the bed - "Hi, I missed you," I murmur as I put my head between her legs - "Oh God Jethro! Your million dollar tongue and your stupid fucking blog. That's all you have going for you...Oh God!" In the end we spent maybe fifteen to twenty minutes skin to skin. The remainder was spent on pillow talk.

"Jethro, you told me you were losing weight. I don't like it when you lie to me," she says as she pinches a roll of fat from my stomach. Actually, I am down ten pounds from Christmas, I need to lose a considerable amount more though. I tell her such and she says - "Why don't you try yoga? Remember the time at Hard Rock when I demonstrated a few yoga stances for you?" Guys drool over Roxy wherever she goes. She's tan, tone, witty, opinionated and a lot of times ruthless - "Have to be Jethro. It's my business," is what she always tells me...Anyhoo, I am the fortunate one when we are together.

"Jethro, when are you going to realize no one cares about any of your stupid ideas?" She is referring to my beliefs on future Asian consumption and how investors can benefit from it - I don't feel like discussing it. Instead, I tell her this - "I love you so much that I don't even know what to say. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life. One of these days I am going to make you mine all mine!" Girls like Roxy cost lots of money. I just wish she would look at the big picture, I tell her again and she says - "You have been saying that since the day we met Jethro. Where is this big fucking picture you keep talking about?"

I told myself I wouldn't do this, get all emotional when it is time for her to leave. I did any way - "Roxy, I love you more than anything in the world. Do you love me?" - "I do love you Jethro, just not like you love me," is her reply. I ask her to explain her answer - "You know Jethro? You and I are different for each other. I give you something you want. Not to mention, I am good at it. In turn, you give me something way different from my norm. Does that make sense to you.? Think of it this way. Because I am tired of explaining it to you. You are my adorable Jethro from Kansas and sometimes it works for me." She kisses me on the cheek, gets out of bed, puts her clothes back on and immediately leaves without saying goodbye. 

Marijuana dispensaries & getting rich in Chinatown...

I have known Jack since college...Anyhoo, he calls me the other day and says he is coming out to see me soon. He then starts asking every fricking question in the world about the dispensaries and what the Trump administration might mean for them - I tell him the same thing I tell everyone - "The cat is out of the bag in the marijuana business. You can't call the bullet back - too late!" He then asks if I will take him to a dispensary when he comes to town - "It's a given. It goes without saying."

We chat about the weather for a minute and then he spurts - "Village Idiot - Where are the dispensaries grander? Colorado or Vegas?" I have been to dispensaries in both states and truth be told there ain't much difference - "Weed is weed," I then add, "It is like going into a 7-11. It is a convenience based business. In Las Vegas, especially the part I live in, there are ten dispensaries within a ten minute drive. So to fully answer your question. It doesn't matter where they are. All dispensaries are the same. Similar to a convenience store model."

He tells me he is pissed about the Chiefs and is eager to see what the Mahome's era brings - "Me too brother!" I state in a matter of fact tone, I then ask who he thinks is going to win the Super Bowl - "Not the Chiefs. That much is for sure - I guess Belicheater. I know they are the odds on favorite to do it. The Vikings are my second favorite team and they might get there, but I don't see anyone beating Belicheater."

I ask Jack about some of our buddies from college - "Not much changes in Emporia. It is pretty much the same old same old here. What is new in Vegas?" I go on to tell him about the stadium - "Did you know you can go on the Raider's website and watch a live stream of the stadium being built?" I then add - "The China man keeps getting bigger and bigger!" - "Here we go again. You and the China man," he says with a snicker. I laugh as well and say - "I have never in my lifetime seen as much potential for anything, not even remotely, as the potential I saw in Chinatown. People are caught up on the failure. Which is minute compared to what facilitated in my time there. Let's just put it this way. Chinatown and Rob Astle are far from through."

"What do you think of your idol Trump nowadays?" He says between his snickers, I snicker back and say - "I am counting on his prowess for trade and business. My belief is it is twenty times higher than any of the other clowns who could have got elected. I'm also counting on that prowess making Rob Astle rich. All the other shit he spouts off about I could care less!"

"Good luck with that," he says with a snicker - "Luck is not what you need with the Chinese. You need skill, connections, results - those are the things you need - luck has nothing to do with it." I then decide to be really blunt with him - "Jack, good buddy, there is a mountain of money to be had with solid relations in Chinatown. I possess those relations in droves and am looking forward to utilizing them to their full extent. And truth be told, Trump is the person who gives me faith it can finally be done."

Saturday night tidbits...

My buddy James stopped by tonight - "What the hell has been going on?" James works security around town and had just wrapped a gig at CES  (Consumer Electronics Show)  - "I tell you what village idiot - society is becoming so lazy that we will have technology wiping our asses for us in a few years." I then ask him if he was working during the power outages - "Yip, it happened twice, and I was at both of them. The power goes out at the largest electronics show in the world. Where is the irony in that?"

He asks what I have been up to today.- "Trading insults. One of my buddies is mad at me and I am pissed at him." "Which one?" James says - "My friend Billy in Minnesota. He said a few things I didn't appreciate so I let him know in no uncertain terms he was far from perfect." James is a mild guy for the most part and thus suggests I forget about it - "I'll get over it. I always do," I then add, "It's just that he gets a little too righteous for me. I use to just laugh things off. Nowadays, I find myself not wanting to do that so much. It's one of those deals where he can dish it out but not take it, so to speak." James tells me he has a number of buddies like that and just to forget about it and move on - "I will," I then add, "It's just that he is one of my best friends and I don't want things to be bad between us, but then again, a guy can only put up with so much."

The talk turns to spring training baseball - "Mark the 23rd of March on your calendar. We are going to Phoenix and watching the Royals take on the Dodgers." James informs me he has never attended a professional baseball game and is looking forward to it - "You are going to love spring training my friend. We will head through the Grand Canyon on our way back."

It is time for him to leave, as he parts, he adds - "Don't get worked up about your friend in Minnesota. He was probably having a bad day and you know how people can be when they are having a bad day." I tell him he gives good advise and then ask who he thinks will win the Super Bowl - "Belicheater, the way they have been pounding teams lately and with Tom Brady at QB1. Who can beat them?"

Convention time with Roxy...

It's the same old song and dance. You guys know what I am talking about. The Chiefs blew another monumental game. I will say this before I start the rant - "I was at the last home playoff win. It was Joe Montana's first year with the Chiefs. It is a memory I cherish greatly." Anyhoo, that memory is getting old and the Chief Nation deserves more. I honestly thought the Chiefs would win today. I thought the streak would be over, and then it happened again. I don't know what to say about it anymore. I guess there is always next year. One last thing - I am looking forward to the start of the Mahome's era. I bet I'm not the only one:

"You are old, dumb, fat, broke and basically not worth a shit." I love her so much that I don't even know what to say - "Oh, one more thing asshole. Your Chiefs are the biggest chokers in football." Roxy called after the game. She was suppose to come see me a while back, but I think a better deal came her way - "I'm sorry Jethro. Every time I watch the Chiefs play I think of my punching bag hillbilly." Most people would say it's a sickness on my part - the way she treats me, the way she talks to me. Truth be told - It's a turn on.

There is no other girl besides her for me. I tell her and she says - "Jethro, you are so fucking charming. Are all guys from Kansas as charming as you?" I tell her I am in a class of my own and I think about her all the time - "Jethro, I have some good news for you. I'm coming in town next week for the convention and I need to stay at your place a night or two." I tell her to bring her sweet self to Las Vegas as fast as possible and I will have everything set up and ready to go.

We discuss the particulars of her impending visit. I then ask what her deal is for real, she says - "You know what kind of girl I am Jethro. You have known from the start. I told you not to ask so many questions and just enjoy the time we spend together. Okay- Now have your place ready when I come to town." - "Yes Ma'am," I reply - "Oh Jethro, you are so polite. How can a guy so dumb be so polite?"

Before the call ends I ask what kind of business will be at the convention - "A lot Jethro. It's money time. CES is money time every year." She then tells me a number of her friends from SoCal are venturing down for the convention - "It was hard to find a room that didn't cost an arm and a leg. That's why I called my adorable Jethro. I know he will take care of me."

The Clairvoyant...

I remember, vividly, the last time KC won a home playoff game. The reason I remember it so well is because I was there. It was Joe Montana's first year with the Chiefs and they were playing Pittsburgh. A group of college buddies shared season tickets. Man, it was so much fun tailgating and cheering on the Chiefs. It was very brisk and all of us watched the game from the concourse at Arrowhead. When Montana threw the game winning touchdown in overtime it was pure bliss.

Fast forward twenty plus years and now the Chiefs are playing a first round playoff game at Arrowhead. Unless there is a complete collapse on both sides, which has happened a couple of times this season, I fully anticipate the Chiefs will snap their home playoff drought. It's what they will have to accomplish the following week that has me skeptical. It's either Pittsburgh or New England at their place - My confidence begins to wane thinking about those scenarios.

Las Vegas isn't giving the Chiefs much love. They have them on the board as 20-1 to win the Super Bowl - Belicheater is the favorite at even money. I tell you what though. I am going to enjoy the Chiefs win tomorrow and just be happy with the fact they won a playoff game at home and were division champs - It sucks knowing they will lose in the second round!

Happy birthday Slim...

You ever have one of those friends in life where it just seems like everywhere you go there is something that reminds you of them? It just so happens I have one...His name is Slim and I have known the son of a bitch since the sixth grade. Anyhoo, today is his birthday. So it got me thinking about all the times Slim and I use to pal around town when we were kids. Those were fun times, innocent times, times I would go back to in a second.

"Hey Slim! Do you know how you can tell an Amish kid is on drugs?" I called Slim today because it was his birthday and I was in the mood to reminisce - "He sleeps in until 4:30 A.M." Slim is a farm boy through and through, so I knew he would appreciate the humor - "What are you doing there Village Idiot? How come you ain't writing for a movie or television show?" That is another thing I like about him, he is good for my ego, which makes the blog better - "Hey buddy the first thing I have to do is tell you happy birthday. You are getting old, just like me." Slim lives in the Midwest and he use to come out and see me. He hasn't been out in a while and I ask why? - "No money village idiot. When are you going to come visit Kansas?" I give him the same answer he gave me - "No money either my friend."

The two of us start to reminisce about our deceased comrade Casey - "Remember that time he had some chick with him and he calls you." Since Casey is not around to defend himself, I will spare the rest of the story, but it was funny indeed - "What about that time in high school when Coach Elliott would always give him a hard time about his size and Casey would always make these weird sounds at him. Goddammit, he was funny." The two of us share a hearty laugh and he says, "I sure miss that little bastard. I miss the random three hour phone calls we use to have. He was lots of fun." Unfortunately, Casey passed from cancer a few years back. I can tell you one thing is for certain, his buddies still enjoy talking about him.

Our time starts to wind down, but before I go I ask him one burning question - "Slim do you really believe Donald Trump is the GOAT (greatest of all time)." Without hesitation he says, "You better believe it boy. Just remember this Robbie. He was elected president so you can get rich."

Chatting about life with my sister

I was chatting with my sister yesterday and she told me this - "When I die I want to be cremated and have my ashes scattered all over the Gulf coast of Florida." She asks what my plans are for the afterlife - You know to be honest with everyone I think about death more and more nowadays. I chalk the sentiment up to a few things. Mainly, it's the fact my mother died at fifty one. So I think there's a decent chance I meet the Grim Reaper soon. I hope I am wrong. On the other hand, the Astle genes are tremendous - grandpa was ninety when he passed and grandma lived to the ripe old age of one hundred and one, and dad is seventy five and kicking along okay. The Ferry side, well, the genes aren't near as lasting; it doesn't seem like it any way.

"Cammie," I tell her in a matter of fact tone, "My guess is I will die a poor and lonely man. I don't want a big fuss about things. How about a cremation and then scatter the ashes around Las Vegas for me. Would you do that for me if I died tomorrow?" She says she will and then the topic of discussion turns to something more enlightening - "Has any of your buddies from Kansas been out to see you lately?" - "No, not really," is my answer. She then asks if I had heard anything form uncle Ned lately - "No, not really," is my answer again. "Jeez, you sound like you have one of the most boring lives of anyone I know. I thought Las Vegas was suppose to be a fun town." I thought the same thing at one time as well.

"How is Joel getting along?" Our cousin Joel moved to Florida from Las Vegas a few months ago to assist Cammie with her business. "He's doing well," she then adds, "I have him dog walking and house sitting as we speak. He has added a lot to my business and I appreciate his efforts." We mumble on a little bit about the weather and then she says - "Who is this 20 dimes character that you were describing in one of your previous posts." I know this much for sure. Every one likes 20 - "I saw him the other day, he's still the same 20. I tell you what, they broke the mold with this guy." I offer to introduce the two next time she comes to town - "That sounds like a plan," she tells me, "He sounds like a true Vegas guy." I would say that's a solid way to describe 20.

It sucks knowing what is going to happen before it actually does. I am talking about the Chiefs. My prediction is they will beat the Titans and then lose where ever they have to play after that. Well, at least they won the division. I guess that will have to do.