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edited September 2012
Got my quick update on Lynch, Spices and dog barf.

Thanks, UHX!

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  • Still not tired of the Oregon City Space Needle.

    Just checking in!
  • edited September 2012
    I just checked in to my favorite news site, Yahoo!, to read the delightful tale of how "Girls Gone Wild" producer Joe Francis got the paternalistic smack down to the tune of $20,000,000 by Steve Wynn!

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    Joe Francis had claimed that he heard from The Q [Quincy Jones] that Wynn said he was gonna make him sleep with the fishes, desert style, over a casino debt. Wynn won a slander case in an LA court. In case you are not aware, Steve Wynn is the OG of the New Vegas... Mirage, Bellagio, Treasure Island, and a collector of world class expensive oil paintings. Now he just runs The Wynn in pseudo retirement. Bonus fact... my Uncle John (Irish-Hungarian desert rat 'Nam vet sign painter extraordinaire) designed this logo:
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    These money guys are pretty wild west when it comes down to it, but when it comes to putting wannabes in their place, it makes me go Yee Haw!

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  • I wish Steve Wynn literally would kill Joe Francis

    that's an epic logo BTW
  • edited September 2012
    It's just his hand writing (he's a lefty, it has a certain stroke emphasis)
  • That Wynn Buffet is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen/eaten/wasted/etc.
  • I had to read that sentence twice, because I saw "Wynn Buffet" and though it was some kind of Steve Wynn/Warren Buffett rich guy partnership thing.
  • I want more Las Vegas stories.
  • edited September 2012
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    Las Vegas Stories
    It would open to a shot of the Wynn. Then it would go backwards in high speed, showing the building being unbuilt, all the way back to a reverse implosion of the Desert Inn. Fashions on the street would change until the 70's, then it would zoom in to a Penthouse. Close up of boxes of Kleenex which Howard Hughes is wearing as slippers. We spend some time in his suite, and a staff member dressed like an LDS pioneer gazes out the window toward the desert spring mission that her people settled. We follow their gaze out into the desert, where a young Bob Stupak is going 120 mph on his motorcycle. IT is twilight. The cops give chase for a while, but then suddenly pull over, turn off their lights, and head back in to town--they have no jurisdiction outside of city limits, after all. Suddenly a new plume of dust appears. It is Elvis, racing Stupak in an imported Jaguar. Their laughter rings through the air. Elvis and a cute redhead wave goodbye and turn off toward the Boulder Dam Recreation Area. Stupak goes off road... then flies off his bike as it stumbles over a pile of fresh dirt.....
  • O shiiiiiiiiii....... you gotta keep telling stories!!!!!!!
  • Of course, the really good stories are not fit for print.
  • Maybe you could have a special Skype reading
  • edited September 2012
    They are like little pitches. The filmic is a great conceit for you. You wear it well. ;)
  • Not much action tonight. JCI.
  • Whoa! People been busy. Love seeing it all yellowed up!
  • At the AT&T store in LloydCenter.
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