What is wrong with the Vancouver Canucks?

I will tell you what is wrong with the Canucks:

1. Markus Naslund is not living up to his 6.0 million dollar contract.
2. The defense is playing terrible this year with sloppy play, turn overs, and weak checking
3. Roberto Luongo play this year has been pedestrian at best.

I am glad that I finally have enough to buy the package for all the NHL games now that Vancouver is on route for one of their worst seasons in years.

Well its better than being a Colorado fan any day.

Have a nice one,
BD

How to Handle Westboro Baptist Church

I was reading a disheartening article that came across my screen from the likes of Digg. The article paraphrased was about a father of a United States Marine whom was suing a hate group out of Kansas called Westboro Baptist Church. Read article here. The group protested and picketed at the Marine's funeral.

Here is my solution. Using the Intraweb, folks should search out the names of the congregation of WBC and this is where a dose of patience is going to be need. Taking the names gleaned from cyberspace a database shall be erected with names of congregation and their family members. The database will be dynamically linked to the obituaries so that when one of the congregation or any member of their families pass away that folks are instantly notified.

Veterans, patriots, and family members harassed by this group shall band together and accumulate around the funeral of above mentioned WBC person. This is well within the rights of freedom of speech and would be darn fun.

What would you put on your sign?

How about "Satan is into anal sex, enjoy Hell!"

New Orleans Trip

I know you are visiting my little corner of the interweb and expecting a colorful account of Las Vegas.

*I will get to Vegas in later posts but for now you must read at your own risk about Nouveau Orleans.

With some stroke of Karma it turned out that my favorite childhood band was coming to NOLA. The Tragically Hip are the greatest Canadian band never to come out of Canada. We got our tickets quickly and it was off to the House of Blues.

One of our friends gave us the heads up on a cool little bohemian joint called Angeli on Decatur which turned out to be quite a jewel. I would love to link you to their website but it turns out it is just one big montage of Adsense banners. Anyways it is at 1141 Decatur Street in NOLA. Try the Sampler with the tomato paste and Hummus. The pizza we had there rocked and was on par with a joint like the Mellow Mushroom.

From Angeli's we simply walked back up Decatur toward the HOB but had to poke our heads into The Cigar Factory. I have picked up the expensive habit of cigars as of late but compared to Casa Fuentes this place was bargain basement. We bought two cigars. Good smoke.

The show was good but nothing is as good as you remember it to be. The front man is quite a character and has some odd energy on stage but I have no regrets. Like U2 and pearl jam, I miss Tragically Hips old stuff.

LSU Tigers won and from what I hear it was best on my heart that I didn't watch the game. Tiger football and Vancouver hockey will both be the death of me.

Have a nice weekend,

More Smoke at Fuentes and Battling Pianos

I have taken so long to post these travel blog entries that I have almost forgot about what happened. I am doing them in bullet point so you can use your imagination about what happened.

• Casa Fuentes
• Spent too much time and too much money smoking cigars and drinking beer. The cocktail waitresses were extremely easy on the eyes and the smoke was great.
  
• toby keith's bar
• The ribs were nasty and the videos on the big screen televisions did not match the music overhead. One girl was turning 18 and a dude was turning 70 something. They danced in the center of the room and I wonder if that made the old man's year or decade.
  
• piano bar
• I love battling pianos. I love when the pianists are smoking hot ladies. I love it more when there are three pianist and two of them are twins. Enough Said.
  
• monorail nazi
• The monorail was a great plus to the city of Las Vegas. The empowered Monorail sweeper turned Nazi was a great minus when he jumped four old ladies that were having issues. I did my civic duty and ridiculed/taunted/ and cussed at him behind his back.

Good times by all.

Morning Adventures to Fremont Street and Ugh another Buffet

Just like in my previous post on Las Vegas, I am sending this in bullet format as the memories are fleeting and need to be captured.

• Fremont Street Experience
• Fremont Street in the day may lack the awe factor that watching the overhead show at night but it was quaint enough. Oddly enough the restaurants were not open and the casinos were of the older fashion. This is where we picked up all the cheap traveling gifts.
  
• CAT
• The CAT was an interesting experience. We drove the strip in the CAT's double decker bus and it was cool to see the sites. Much much slower than the monorail.
  
• Monorail at the back of the casinos
• The only complaint about the monorail is that it is located at the back of the casinos and you must walk for what seems like hours to get into the heart of the action.
  
• Garden Buffet - Champagne
• The buffets in Las Vegas just continued to disappoint me. The one at the Flamingo was subpar and overpriced, the one in Marksville, LA is much better.

Enjoy

Ghetto Casinos and Celebration of the Female Form

We just went to Hooters off college last night and I was reminded of our visit to the ghetto, trashy casino in Las Vegas run by Hooters. I guess I need to post our travel before it becomes fuzzy in my mind.

Evaluation of Hooters Casino and Resort:

1. The decor reminded me of the inside side of a mobile home.
2. The ceilings were too low.

The Hooters inside Hooters was staffed by short anorexic girls that should have been working the counter at Merle Normans and not the institution dedicated to the big tits and orange shortie shorts.

My frustration may or may not have been fueled by the fact LSU had just lost to Kentucky.

The evening was not all lost on trailer park gambling halls as we strolled across to the Crazy Horse Cabaret at the MGM.

It was a cute show with skinny chicks but the atmosphere was fitting. I just wish they had taken into consideration my thirty foot long legs. I had a gentlemen between my legs for basically the whole show which is not as kinky as you would think. My Belle thought the comedy routines intermixed were just out of place.

The night was saved by the stage show. The world needs more synchronized nudity.

Have a wicked weekend,
BD

Ode to Baby Blues

Casa Fuentes and Pete Rose - Day One Morning Update

So far so good. Vegas is nice. The weather is really nice.

Despite what I had heard recently (We won't pull that person's name out in this forum), Flamingo has turned out to be a rather nice hotel. It is neighbors with Caesars, Bally, and countless others. The monorail comes right up to the lobby so we will be able to take it to the Crazy Horse Paris burlesque tonight.

After not hitting the sack until 2:30 am in the morning last night, we got out and about a little later than hoped. We hit the Forum Shops connected to Caesars on a mission to run down a cigar shop I had heard about from the local cigar place in Baton Rouge.

We found Casa Fuentes after getting lost five different times but we had to get some grub in our bellies first. The deli isn't that much to talk about but while we were sitting there Pete Rose walked in and sat down at the table behind us. If you ask me, he has aged terribly but that is what fast times does to the body. Ok there is our star power.

Back to Casa Fuentes with Irish the Phillipino with sheer white pants and a tauntly tied white tank top. I bought some cigars and we people watched as I burnt my smoke. Two bloody mary's later and I had a flushed faced wife on my hand.

Needless to say we are back in the room watching the tail end of the LSU-Kentucky game as she naps off her exhaustion.

Tonight will be a nice meal and off to the show at MGM Grand.

Enjoy,
BD

This Time Tomorrow Sin City

I don't know which city is the real Sin City but tomorrow we will be investigating Vegas for the first time.

I know for one thing I will feel safer in Vegas than NOLA and that is based in the unease aura I have always felt from the Crescent City.

I am so excited. I have cirque tickets. I have burlesque tickets.

Unfortunately I lost the digital camera in Boston so we are going to be doing it old school with disposable cameras. I have taken some of my best pics with a throw away.

Will report in frequently,

BD

Homework and presentations are getting in the way of Hockey and Football

Well as you can tell I am not using this as my forum for automating my life. I am trying to put my income in cruise control but this is just where I am going to rant.

Tonight the Canucks open against San Jose. I have an Essay to write.
Tomorrow the Tigers defend Death Valley against the Florida Gators.

Just ain't right!

Going away get-together for a co-worker tonight at Fox and Hound and the sky opened up to rain.

Have a nice weekend,

BD

Homework - Whatever- Vegas or Bust

Ok. I know I really should be focusing on my homework for my grad class seeing that they took out a slice of time during last night's class to inform me by essays were just not up to par.

So....

I am scheming about our Vegas trip next week instead. Naughty me. Bad Student.

But...

It truly isn't my fault. On my way to McD's for lunch, I passed two trailer trash ladies walking up the road. They were wearing too short denim shorts and too tight Walmart tops over expansive bosoms. They wore these ridiculously huge sunglasses and walked with this attitude.

I have a soft spot for Trailer Trash.

Anyways.....

That got me thinking about Vegas so I came back to my desk and started doing some research. I may have made some reservations but we will have to see on the honeymoon.

Have a nice day,