I said he was a great drinking partner, which is only not true if you hate enjoying entire free bottles of 30 year old scotch and being regaled with stories of Hendrix and Woodstock and LSD and ****ing doing big fat rails off certain gorgeous rock stars' big fat asses. For that, I am guilty as charged. I do know that several of my posts pertaining to Dusty as a manager included various words of encouragement such as "diarrhea" and "razorblades" to name a few of my go-to's, and I also distinctly remember making a post {that was amazing, if I may say so myself} seriously positing that the only possible reason left for Chas being benched was because he ****ed Dusty's wife. I am on record countless times through the course of last season pleading the case for Diaz, as well as later on stating my highly confident theory that Dusty not playing Diaz cost us a ****ing ring. You are so blind and blunt in rage that you're making boogymen out of people that have fundamentally agreed with you on the main issues of Chas/Diaz/Maldy every step of the way. Claiming that I think Maldy would make a good coach doesn't change that. Claiming that I think y'all saying he blocked a trade is embarrassingly r****ded doesn't change that. It ain't me you're looking for, babe. Go 'Stros.
Find me the person who didn't and I'll tie 'em right to the tracks - then do a shot and ring that little bell when it Rolls-In.
He'd show up with a different, I assume escort, every week. "We're gonna take this to Marfreles...wanna come?" "Nope"
****, are we talking about Jeff Skilling in here? In my excitably unsolicited and unnecessary defense of the Roll-In I glossed right over that. Now that I think of it, I can't remember a time when the Roll-In has ever - even posthumously - served as anything other than to gloss over ****. Damn. Here's to the Loss of Gloss. RiP.
We were reminiscing on Marfreles tonight. What I wouldn't do to be solicited by Jeff Skilling's hooker set up bartop at the Roll-In right about now. It's the little things we take for granted. All Things Must Pass. Roll-In. Roll-Out.
I really should have gone, just once, just to witness the debauchery. But I had a gf and couldn't do it. His ladyfriends were very, very friendly, because that's what they're paid for. I assume he was paying them $5K at least for the night.
Oh dude... It was definitely something. Mine are of different flavored debaucheries than that, but boy did I love to go and be around theirs. It's akin to the Olympic hoop squad showing up for Simon. Game recognize game.
