See Dick run. See Jane run. See Spot run.
                                                                       What makes Dick and Jane run?
                                                                           Run Dick and Jane, run.
                                                                         
 

 

                    

We went to see our favorite stand-up comic, lil' Jimmy Norton at Carolines Comedy Club in NYC. As always, he killed. Jimmy is not the kind of comic who keeps doing the same material over and over...every time we see him he does a lot of new stuff. We just wanted to give props to Jimmy's security guy Club Soda Kenny, who was also really cool to us. In short, Norton could make us laugh as our house was burning down.

                                  

                                          Jane in Times Square, where thousands                          As Mediocre, over priced food goes,

                                          of douchy tourists take this same picture,                              Carolines  is the place to eat.         

                                                    only without the great rack.                                                                                   

                    

   

                               

                  

                                    Isn't he just adorable?                                             On Broadway. One of the best things about NY is

                                                                                                                     that there is never a shortage of Asians who are

                                                                                                                                 willing to take your picture.

 

 

The next week we were off to Vegas for what turned out to be the best lifestyles event we have ever been to...The Lifestyle Lounge's annual event: LLIVE. Great parties, hot looking people, and we made a shitload of new friends...One of the things that sucks is that we have a ton of great pictures with some of the people we were hanging out with in them. For obvious reasons we can't post those...But rather than blather on....I'll tell the story with pictures.Here is a link to an article I wrote for Eros-zine:  LifeStyle Lounge - Living it up in Las Vegas

 

                          

               If Shirley MaClaine is right, I must have saved a                               Me sucking in my gut.          

                    busload full of orphans in my past life.

                                        

               

                                             

                                          Drunk?.....Nah                     What were the odds of her finding shoes that *exactly*

                                                                                      matched her top? Oh yeah...shopping in Vegas is a joy.

 

                                  

                   In our room...no idea where              One of our favorite places, Rum Jungle.        I love how she is standing there

                          the fog came from.                                                                                     like she wears a tiny velvet dress with

                                                                                                                                            a big fuzzy hat to the supermarket.

       

  Jane has a thing for horses...             Me, Bogey, and a dickhead who thought he'd            Yes, we wore matching outfits. I deserve all

get your mind out of the gutter.              get a laugh if he stuck his fat head in our                           the abuse I get for this picture.         

                                                                       picture. He was wrong.

             

 Trying to regain some dignity as a           No no no...we didn't wear matching outfits            Jane drops subtle hints, like taking a picture

   man after wearing that pathetic             again... *everyone* had to wear Red to                       with everything she wants to buy.

               purple shirt.                                    this party....really....no, really.

                                                      

                            This is my wife's way of telling that        The Wheel of Fortune machine...

                                she is really annoyed with me.          Bah, I was going to take grandma                                                                                         off the respirator soon anyway.

                       
      Just call us Ward & June                           Jane really does stripes well...                                  This rooftop area was *awesome*

                      

                       

                              

                

                Back to the horse again...O.K., maybe your                     Sunglasses indoors. I am an ass.

                         first impression was correct.

                                         

                        I look like I should be watering         I want to wear these outfits to Church.

                    my lawn in black socks and sandles.

                                 

Here we are with Penn & Teller after their show at the Rio. Every time we are in Vegas we try to go see them. I am the perfect

                       audience member for them...I am so fucking gullable an 8 year old can pull a card trick on me.

                                                                         We *LOVE* these guys.

 

                                      

                                   Could I possibly find a shirt that                            We'll take a picture anywhere...

                                     makes me look like more of a

                                              touristy douche?

                          

                   At the Carousel Bar with Wonder Boogie.                        They obviously spared no expense on their wardrobe.

                They were obligated to give her a free T-shirt.

                                    Really fun band.

 

                                                        

                                                Best bartenders in the world...and utter psychopaths.          This party *rawked*...some nutty dyke

                                                                                                                                                   fell in love with my wife.

                      

                    Once again, Jane drops a subtle hint.                       People who live in North Dakota are friggin' crazy.          

         

          Just a couple of suburbanites having a drink...         This hat cracks me the fuck up.                 Can't wait till next May