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Bowser
03-13-2007, 10:43 PM
Superstitions die a slow death, particularly in March, which explains why I am flying to Reno rather than riding the rails to Sacramento. I know my usual ritual is to chill in a Vegas sports book and catch a few shows and a few laughs. Its usually good for a least two wins at the Dance. But this year is different. What kind of fool gives up tickets to The Event to wander around some smelly casino? No regular fool I tell you.

So it would be easy to assume that I don't have high expectations for a long Zag tournament run. However, that assumption would be wrong. It has more to do with the Bellagio restraining order than anything else. They were non-plussed by Frank and my launch of the motorboat in the Bellagio fountain last year before the UCLA game. I suppose if we hadn't set it on fire, the humorless drones at Treasure Island wouldn't have sued the Bellagio for some kind of copyright infringement. Entertainment Capital my ass.

Frank declined the invitation to join me in Reno. He wants to watch the Muskrats take out the Seagulls in person. I appreciate the logic given the fact his trip to Vegas doomed the X last year. As always Frank was a little hyped up and he hinted he wouldn't come out to Reno at all, since Xavier would be "cooking the whole enchilada" this year and Reno doesn't have an Eiffel Tower like Vegas. But I suspect another reaon: the mother of one our massage girls had been stalking him. In Frank's words, the girl had a bit more of her father's DNA. Although not many men sport a D cup, I knew what he meant. And her mom's dad must have been a knife fighter. Frank had told me to stop sending him Fatal Attraction DVDs and Easter bunnies sans the stuffing.

"What happens if you run into Dewey?" Oh god, I had forgotten about Dewey from Indiana. He weighed at least 300 pounds even with his bib overalls off and was the scourge of the buffet. A nasty drunk too. He was on the receiving end of one of our nastier tricks in Vegas. In our post game celebrations after defeating the Hoosiers, Dewey had taken full advantage of our hospitality. When he woke up with a foggy memory, we congratulated him on his marriage to Kiki the asian housekeeper and told him we respected his commitment to her four kids. It was like watching a block of sharp chedder turn into a big glob of mozzarella.

"Worried? Forget it. Dewey is still running and has at least made the Kansas border by now. If he made it home, I doubt he'll be back. I've been sending him child support summons every three or four weeks and slipped a paternity action in for a little extra jolt." Frank laughed, "You know the ways of the French, mon freire." Indeed.

So this looks like a solo trip. I don't know why I just don't drive down because I hate planes. I'll probably need a hot ginger oil massage when I get there and a bottle of 12 year old single malt and a box of cigars. I guess I'm going to be taking another one for the team. And one of the guys told me Jane now had a base of operations in Reno, a fact which could bring no dearth of bad karma and the sports equivalent of kidney stones. She acts like she has the hots for a lot of us old-timers, but I'm not falling for that again.

Wish me luck.

Your Pal,

Bowser

GFGU
03-14-2007, 12:04 AM
Bowser -

I've enjoyed your posts the past year as I trolled around the GU boards.

While in Vegas, check out one of the ground level bars at the Imperial Palace. The, how should I put it, sturdy young lass with the too-short miniskirt, William "Refrigerator" Perry's thighs, and gold plated grill may be looking for some company still.

I attended the GU-Georgia Tech game a few years back in Vegas with my dad. My dad's a GU alum and all his old college buddies get together for these events on a yearly basis. I tag along for the love of good college basketball and the great stories I hear. My dad had been having multiple health issues and was moving really slow at the time. We were throwing back a few brews as he gambled and I people watched in the casino. The forementioned woman approached me and asked if I'd buy her a drink. In my naivete and boredom, I figured why not. I'm always open to chatting up folks. Small talk ensued. She asked me if we could go somewhere quieter.....I asked her if she had a hearing loss like I do.....her blank stares were shortly followed by the flickering light bulb finally going off in my head. I politely declined, saying that my dad was sick and it wouldn't be good for me to leave him. She glanced at my hobbling, knee-surgery ravaged cripple of a dad and chimed in, "he can come along too if he wants". By the time I quit laughing she had moved on to greener pastures.

Fond Vegas memories.....keep up with the posts.

Cheers.
John

BobZag
03-14-2007, 08:16 AM
Make like Johnny Cash and shoot a man in Reno just to watch him die, you bad, bad Leroy Brown of a Bowser. :mad:

former1dog
03-14-2007, 08:34 AM
Bravo!

Keep us posted.

AllezZags
03-14-2007, 08:36 AM
WOW.


I enjoy your musings, Bowser. Keep 'em coming.

sonuvazag
03-14-2007, 08:40 AM
downright noir-ish.

Bowser
03-14-2007, 08:57 AM
I think I still have a "before" picture of the boat launch. That Tanya was in character in a big way.

Oh, the memories.

www.babewarehouse.com/images/models/950/1092352699_main.jpg

Your Pal,

Bowser

Bowser
03-14-2007, 09:06 AM
I am sure you remember Jennifer from last year. Although I disagree with her, preferring the more traditional blues, she preferred the red jerseys. And that putz Frank thought this outfit made her look fat. Whatta jerk.

www.babewarehouse.com/images/models/1595/1092357579_main.jpg

My guess is that I will regret not going back to Vegas.

Your Pal,

Bowser

treehorn
03-14-2007, 09:24 AM
DUKE hops out of the car, keeping an eye out for bats,
frantically opens the trunk to reveal what looks like A
MOBILE POLICE NARCOTICS LAB. DUKE desperately rifles
through the impressive stash.

DUKE (V/O)
We had two bags of grass, seventy-
five pellets of mescaline, five
sheets of high powered blotter
acid, a salt shaker half full of
cocaine, a whole galaxy of multi-
colored uppers, downers, screamers,
laughers... Also a quart of tequila,
a quart of rum, a case of beer, a
pint of raw ether and two dozen
amyls.

Don't forget to bring your lawyer.

http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c264/treehorn12/batz_sunglass_duke.jpg

sonuvazag
03-14-2007, 09:29 AM
Are we in Barstow now?

ZagPants
03-14-2007, 09:36 AM
I think I'm getting the Fear.
http://img339.imageshack.us/img339/126/feartw7.jpg

Birddog
03-14-2007, 09:45 AM
one of the guys told me Jane now had a base of operations in Reno

Bowser, this is the latest picture of Jane that I could find, but you know how she changes, between plastic surgery and her costumes, it's difficult to keep up.
http://www.pemberley.com/janeinfo/ausfotoj.jpg

This an older one that I like a little better. Damn, I miss her and her eccentric ways. I hear she's off the Scotch now and into 100% Agave Tequila, better have some handy.
http://pages.prodigy.net/johnmariani/040329/jane%20russell.bmp

Birddog

Birddog
03-14-2007, 06:35 PM
Bowser, you need to get some of this stuff, the whole party will love it.
http://www.polishedpalate.com/images/espolon-anejo.jpg

Birddog

Rangerzag
03-14-2007, 07:01 PM
Bowser on the mission.

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