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Craigslist Ad of the Day: DANCERS (LAS VEGAS)

The economy must be tough. Look at what they are asking strippers to do…aside from tugs and BJ’s in the back room.

Comedy and magic? I guess that’s the part of the show where you have to guess where the nude stripper hid your tip.

DANCERS (LAS VEGAS)

MAKE GOOD MONEY ( 2000 DOL. A WK. ) , AT THE CAN CAN ROOM , 3155 SOUTH INDUSTRIAL ROAD , EXOTIC ESTABLISHMENT , FEATURING NUDE SHOWS , PORN STARS , ALSO COMEDY AND MAGIC SHOWS . VISIT US AFTER 9 PM .. THANK YOU .

Location: LAS VEGAS
Compensation: $$$$
Principals only. Recruiters, please don’t contact this job poster.
Please, no phone calls about this job!
Please do not contact job poster about other services, products or commercial interests.

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Comments { 0 } · Posted on July 2, 2010 in True Vegas Moment

Deal of the Decade? Quite possibly the deal of the Century

Folks, it’s that time of year again; 4th of July. One of my favorite holidays next to Flag Day and of course, Sweetest Day.

It’s time to celebrate with friends & family, have a cookout, watch fireworks, and have some adult beverages.

Photo: ThePreppyPrincess.com

To be honest I am a bit disappointed that I will not be able to attend my boy Buddy Love’s 4th of July rage-er on the Chain of Lakes. Here is what his invitation read:

Party @ The Lake House Sunday…

Beer pong, BBQ, Boones, Boats, inflatable trampolines, free wi-fi, Lo from The Hills, Ricky Martin music, tanning oil, fist pumpin, J-Woww and the Situation, a cameo from Bel-Biv-Devo, and Cole from Martin.

Obviously, I am pretty upset I am going to miss the party, but sadness aside, I did receive some good news today. After a tip from a good friend, I ventured off to Smith’s to check out this good deal she spoke of…Buy One Get One for $.01????

$29 OUT THE DOOR!

We here at Sin City Trifecta are all about saving money as one of us is looking for work and the other found his dream gig. We just wanted to share one of our success stories with all of you(living in Vegas)

As a good friend of mine would say, “TRIPPPPPPLESCHWEEEEEEEETTTTTTTT!!!!!!”

Comments { 0 } · Posted on July 1, 2010 in True Vegas Moment

Craigslist Ad of the Day: Lost Husband – w4m – 31 (LV)

Why do we love Vegas and Craigslist?
One word; CLASS

Lost Husband – w4m – 31 (LV)

I am looking for my lost husband I would
like a divorce and have no way to contact him
His name is Rich and he works for southwest
airlines he is 29, dirty blonde hair, blue eyes
he drinks alot so he might be found in a bar.
He won’t admit to being married either
but trust me he is.
If you know where I can find this asshole
please let me know thanks for reading
C.

Comments { 3 } · Posted on June 30, 2010 in True Vegas Moment

Mr. Moony, a Vegas Gem

My first job in Vegas was at “The Jockstrap Club”; a 300 room, mismanaged gem on the Strip. One of my better memories was hanging out with my co-worker Mr. Moony.

At one time (long ago), Mr. Moony was a married, successful, respectable accountant. Unfortunately, this town, his ex-wives, and the booze got the best of this college educated former marine. By the time our paths crossed he was a 70 year old night audit who worked 4 nights a week at some shit hotel on the Strip. He spent the other three nights a week down on Freemont Street with a crew of left over’s, I affectionately called “Freemont’s Finest”.

When Mr. Moony showed up from his three days off with four days worth of whiskers on his face, and a week’s worth of whisky on his breath; I’d tell him to sleep it off in the back until I left. Mr. Moony would go in to the back office, put a towel on the desk, sit and put his head down on the towel, and pass out until I had to wake him. When I did wake the poor guy; his dentures usually were half way out of his mouth.

But that is not why I remember or miss Mr. Moony. In his sober moments of clarity he was lucid, intelligent, and as sharp as anyone I have ever known. He was a true Irishman; full of heart, whit, and honesty. He was also a tough Son of a Bitch. I once had to talk him down from jumping the front desk counter and going after a couple of guys in their Twenties who were being jerk-offs (he was Seventy).

I guess the guy took a liking to me because we were both lost souls separated by a lifetime of missed opportunities. Unfortunately, he had given up long ago. I guess to that end, he took an interest in my success (because in life he came up short and knew it).

One sober night, we were talking about some of our greatest fuck ups to date. He held out his old, weathered hand and pointed at a line in the palm of his hand.

He said; “Life is this path; you’re going to go left, and you’re going to go right, sometimes its right, and sometimes it isn’t. Success comes when you identify and correct those missteps”. Poignantly, he spoke from experience to educate and motivate me.

Mr. Moony, I hope you’re still out there. You are a true Vegas gem.

And if time and fate have finally caught up with you my friend:

I hope you finished good!

Comments { 0 } · Posted on June 30, 2010 in True Vegas Moment

Frenchy & Hesh

A few years ago I met “Frenchy”, a wine distributor and fifth generation wine grower. Needless to say, he was a gregarious Frenchman, about 40 years of age. I met the guy while attending UNLV and looking for work. I liked the idea of selling wine and spirits because liquor is fairly recession proof (Times are good; people want to drink. Times are bad; people want to drink). Also, at that time, Vegas was still jumping and all sorts of deals were being made to get your labels into marquee clubs. I wanted to be in the middle of it all. So I spent a few days running around with Frenchy, and really liked what I saw; it was a hustle. You had to speak with GM’s and head chefs, and really grease some palms and know your shit…I wanted in.

Like all full of shit people (a dime a dozen here in the Big Sin, Las Vegas) Frenchy promised me the moon and the stars; serenading me with promises of six figure salaries, and trips, and night clubs. One problem, Frenchy, this big time wine and spirits distributor wanted me to work for free; on straight commission even though he had no route (no list of existing clients). I told him that I would love to work with him. However, as I was currently in school and on a budget, I would need a whopping $400/wk base salary to draw from as I develop his business. Once I got him a new client list, we could speak about commission, until then, I’d be happy with 4 Benjamin’s a week.

Frenchy said; “But of course”.

Later that night, with spirits still high (ironically) he invited me to his friend’s bar in the Art District in Hendo (Henderson). Frenchy was his gregarious self; laughing, drinking and slapping backs. Although, I didn’t see too much of him, as every ten minutes or so, Frenchy and his bar owner friend went into the back room, only to come out Two minutes later; lit up like Christmas trees…I like to call it the “Columbian Two-Step”. Nothing against no one, but when I see a married man, with a young family in Los Angeles, partying and doing lines in the back room of some biker bar in Vegas, I know this guy is not my kind. I certainly was not going to invest a potential future on this bum.

So that was my short lived career as a Brand Manager for a full of shit wine and spirits distributor here in Las Vegas…Cheers!

Comments { 0 } · Posted on June 27, 2010 in True Vegas Moment

True Vegas Moment #2

The fighter that wouldn’t fight and his number Two

I know a professional prize fighter who has talent, polish, and the all the variables of a marketable fighter. One problem, fighters fight, and this kid don’t fight. He is 24 years old, and has fought 13 times as a pro. He has yet to face a name (a legitimate contender), and for the last few years, he has averaged about one fight per year. His last fight was last November at the Palms, as part of a card that he put together himself…and it showed. The one “Big” name on the fight card was a 37 year old, former light weight champion that could not make weight. Aside from a lack of marketable talent on the card, there was a lack of advertising and marketing for the fight card itself, as evidence by the 1000 empty seats (out of the 3000 seat venue). At least I got to meet Fernando Vargas.

The week following that fight, I found myself in a meeting with a few friends and this 24 year old fighter as well as his number Two, aka his “Partner”. My crew wanted to discuss putting him on the map via a real contender and a real, marketable, viable fight card.

His “Partner” spent Two hours trying to sell us on the 24 year being the next big thing. To that end his partner was also looking to raise $200K for some bullshit fight card.

Surprisingly enough, the “Partner” was a former soap opera actor (20 years ago), who showed up to this meeting wearing dirty, scuffed-up shows, jeans, a wrinkled polo shirt (circa 1988), and a cheap sports jacket that was too small for his rotund build. Some one forgot to tell the wannabe wise guy, trying to raise $200 K, that you should at least dress the part. The schmuck was not even wearing a watch.

So Two hours later, me and my crew stumble out of the meeting exhausted and checking to see if we all still had our wallets and our watches…we did, and called it a night.

I remember the meeting happened the week of the Cotto-Pacqiuao fight, and on our way out the door, Mr. Hip Partner and former Soap opera actor, gave us some “inside info”; “Bet Cotto, Guaranteed!”

Comments { 0 } · Posted on June 23, 2010 in True Vegas Moment

A True Vegas Moment

TRUE VEGAS MOMENTS

What are True Vegas Moments?

Living in the Big Sin; Las Vegas provides plenty of stories.

However, some moments are mere snapshots, glimpses if you may, of life with the Desert Mistress; Las Vegas. While moments like these happen in the cities around the nation, the frequency of these occurrences in Vegas make them True Vegas Moments.

Our first True Vegas Moment happened today, as a matter of fact, when the Toxic Twins A Dukes and Hesh went to the apartment pool to bask in the last of Hesh’s unemployment (as he starts a new job Monday…he’s thrilled…stop crying Hesh). Instead of being able to become comfortably numb (Thank you Lee’s Liquor; 1.75 Liter of UV Vodka for $14.99), we had to spend an hour and a half ignoring this kid whose single mom was passed out, three lounge chairs down from us. Amazingly, the over achieving mother, failed to even lift her head from her Two hour nap, to see her precious, little, bundle of joy hanging out, annoying, and trying to play with two complete strangers.

Luckily as the little bastard and his low born mom left, we were greeted by four more brats accompanied by their Grandma who looked happy to escape Vietnam with all of her limbs intact. Fortunately for us, after Two hours of 100 plus degree weather, and a bottle of cheap Vodka (again, thank you Lees Liquor), we were indeed comfortably numb, enjoying another beautiful day in the Big Sin; Las Vegas.

Sin City Trifecta, Our pain is your pleasure

Comments { 0 } · Posted on June 22, 2010 in True Vegas Moment