Fraters Libertas

I'll Always Remember That I Had A Swingin' Time

I have just returned from four days in Vegas with the lovely Atomizerette very broke and, yes, still single.

I achieved my goal of littering the neon-desert landscape with Fraters Libertas business cards so welcome to all of you new readers who happened to visit the same bathrooms as I. To whoever picked up a card from the stack of ads for topless dancers at the bus stop outside the Stardust, I now give you full frontal nudity.

I did not succeed in my goal of coming home with enough cash to quit my job and enslave all who have ever done me wrong (that day will come, however...). This failing is due in no small part to the fact that the blackjack dealers at the California Hotel are complete wankers and that the Patriots and Eagles didn't even have the decency to cover the spread. I hereby curse them and their fans for all of eternity.

On a lighter note, we did enjoy an fine evening of Elvis impersonators at the annual Elvis Extravaganza national finals and fan convention hosted by the Westward Ho. Details of that event are forthcoming. In the meantime, here is a photo from last year's show which, I can proudly say, we attended as well.

I also must say that I had nothing to do with the closing of Binion's Horseshoe. I was one of the last few allowed into the casino before federal marshals seized their assets, but I was not involved. Really. I'm not lying.