Ah, I See You’ve Played Knifey-Spooney Before… March 31, 2011Posted by Mitchell in Art, Bad Times Ahead, Knives, Yorling.
After I got all my stuff together for my Shit Hit The Fan bag I noticed that I was still lacking a certain thing – a knife. Certainly I have many, many knives as well as carry a nice Benchmade pretty much all the time, but almost all my knives are folding blade types. For this I need a really good and durable fixed blade knife. So, to the internets!
I searched for survivor knives and that came back with a ton of suggestions and I looked at a bunch of them. A Ka-bar knife was an early front runner. I laughed at some of the ridiculous Rambo stuff – yeah, you can actually buy versions of the ones in the movies. Sure they look impressive on the screen but really you wouldn’t want to trust your life on one of those things. After reading a lot of reviews I finally settled on a SOG Seal Pup from Amazon.com. Check it out:
It’s a good size and very sturdy. I was and am very impressed with this thing. The Seal Pup is actually a smaller version of the original Seal. After a few days with this thing I just couldn’t help myself and had to go full-frontal Seal, so I did. Look at this thing – it is a beast!
I love them both and Amazon’s prices really can’t be beat, particularly if you’re in the Amazon Prime club. I should take up camping to get practice with this stuff. It’s nice to be well-equipped in the post-econopocalypse world, but it will be better if I’m not Captain Clueless when it comes to actually using these things.
In other news, I’m seriously entertaining notions of purchasing a motorcycle. I have a birthday coming up soon.
Sahara To Close March 23, 2011Posted by Mitchell in Bad Times Ahead, Home.
After 56 years of operation the Sahara casino is to shut its doors this May. A big part of its problem is that it shows every day of those 56 years. It’s more than a little bit run down and it can’t keep up with the younger, flashier and bigger properties on the Strip. Still, the Sahara is one of the great forefathers of the fabled Strip along with the Flamingo, Tropicana, and Caesar’s Palace and it will be mourned. Oh sure it’s not like Vegas isn’t familiar with closing old properties: the Sands, Dunes, Desert Inn, Hacienda, and Stardust were all blown up and cleared off to make room for the New Breed that replaced them. Hell, for a while there it seemed like these things were going off like popcorn. But this time there’s not going to be any new place opening up in that spot. Incidentally, it’s right next to another property on the Strip that is also closed and has been for a few years now. That property was the Holy Cow casino and it was going to be a big, fancy high-end residential high-rise building. Yeah, that’s not going to happen. As I recall some big-name celeb sunk a few million into that project and lost it all (Ben Affleck or Matt Damon I think). Anyway, that’s a pretty big section that’s going to look ugly. Of the other forefathers I mentioned only Caesar’s is holding up well; the Trop & Flamingo aren’t looking so hot these days. A few years back there was talk of the Tropicana closing for a while for a complete renovation, but they didn’t do it and settled for a smaller scale make-over of some areas.
In another area of the strip gaming giant MGM built the gianormous City Center complex. It was stalled for a long time before they went ahead and finished it. I hear that they’re struggling. Off strip the Hard Rock casino is having problems too. They just finished off an expansion right as the recession hit. Off-off-Strip Palace Station casinos cater to the local crowd who tend to avoid the Strip entirely is also having difficulty. They just finished expanding their holdings scattered around the valley a couple of years ago too. The latest was built just a few miles up the road from my house and I read that they are likely to lose that property to their creditors. That area was going to be the next big housing boom spot and they finished just as the housing market collapsed in a big way. It’s a nice place and I love to go to the movies there; I hope that they can keep it open.
Downtown is another kettle of fish. It’s had problems competing with the Strip for a long time, and they’ve tried various things to make it a must-see spot with mixed success I’d say. Still, a one of the bigger ones downtown bowed out of the game a couple of years ago – Binion’s Horseshoe. Lady Luck’s luck dried up a couple before that. It’s not all grim news though – the Golden Nugget went through a big renovation and expansion and it’s gorgeous. It’s doing great business too.
Some of my colleagues think that Vegas’ long-term survival will be as a retirement community and I have to concede that as a possible saver. Boomers are going to start retiring by the millions and a lot of them are going to look to dryer & warmer climes to hang their golf-caps. They can pick up a nice house here pretty cheap now too. I guess there’s that. We can hope that a surging sea of blue hair will float our sinking ship. Or… something like that.
Red Dawn Remake March 16, 2011Posted by Mitchell in Home.
In other movie news I read somewhere that since Mars Need Moms bombed the director’s next project, a 3D remake of the Beatles’ Yellow Submarine, got shelved. Dodged a bullet there.
You know what we really need? A remake of Gone With the Wind. Updated to modern times of course: “Frankly my dear, I don’t give a flying shit! Now stop getting up all in my grill!” Classic!
Joke March 16, 2011Posted by Mitchell in Home.
A man boarded an airplane and took his seat. As he settled in, he
glanced up and saw the most beautiful woman boarding the plane. He soon
realized she was heading straight towards his seat . As fate would have it, she took the seat right beside his. Eager to strike up a conversation he blurted out, “Business trip or pleasure?”
She turned, smiled and said, “Business. I’m going to the Annual
Nymphomaniacs of America Convention in Boston “
He swallowed hard. Here was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen
sitting next to him, and she was going to a meeting of nymphomaniacs.
Struggling to maintain his composure, he calmly asked, “What’s your
business role at this convention?”
“Lecturer,” she responded. “I use information that I have learned from
my personal experiences to debunk some of the popular myths about
“Really?” he said. “And what kind of myths are there?”
“Well,” she explained, “one popular myth is that African-American men
are the most well-endowed of all men, when in fact it is the Native American Indian who is most likely to possess that trait.”
“Another popular myth is that Frenchmen are the best lovers, when
actually it is men of Jewish descent who are the best.”
“I have also discovered that the lover with absolutely the best stamina
is the Southern Redneck.”
Suddenly the woman became a little uncomfortable and blushed. “I’m
sorry,” she said, “I shouldn’t really be discussing all of this with you. I
don’t even know your name.”
“Tonto,” the man said, “Tonto Goldstein, but my friends call me Bubba.”
Turn, Turn, Turn March 14, 2011Posted by Mitchell in Art, Home.
So this weekend I actually got perilously close to actually doing something kinda/sorta productive. I know! I am as shocked and scared as you are at this news!
BEHOLD! The mighty Hat Rack!
That is the bottom. This is the top part of it:
No, I didn’t make this. Don’t be silly. This would be my father’s handiwork. What I did though was to try my hand at Dad’s lathe and turning the pegs for the hats to hang from. This is my first practice run at it:
The thought behind this idea is to have a series of pegs in the bottom part to hang the hats and the top part is a shelf for more hats. It will hold 8 broad brimmed hats easily. The wood is alder, which is very pretty. But it is on the softer end of the spectrum and doesn’t take small detail very well. I’m going to change the design and try it again next weekend.
Cowboy Poetry March 8, 2011Posted by Mitchell in Art, Destined for the Gulags, Politics.
Your politics are pure Communist Red,
My poems are faded cowboy denim blue.
Now give me some sweet taxpayer money you evil old bastard.