the vynsane asylum

...I had an odd experience.

Seven, myself, and some friends went to Pechanga resort and casino to see the stand-up comedian Lisa Lampanelli who was playing there.

We saw the show and Lisa was wonderfully racist. Seven and myself laughed a lot, but mostly at the shitty opening comics.

Anywho, after the show ended, Seven and our friend went to go fetch some beverages and our other friend went to make a phone call. And I went outside where everyone was waiting for their car from the valet.

There were tons of people out there waiting. There were like a dozen middle-aged guys with an inebriated bar slut on their arm. And there was also a group of like slut girls all standing around wobbling and barely managing to stand in their high heeled shoes that they could hardly walk in. And there was an elderly couple standing around waiting who looked like they were from Minnesota. And they looked pissed. Like they lost their rent money gambling.

Everybody standing around waiting for their car just looked really pathetic. Including myself. I was just standing there by myself with my arms at my side just staring off into the middle distance with all these people standing and waiting around me with a look of regret on their face.

And at the casino, they constantly have music playing. Inside and outside the casino. And they play all kinds of music. They play 80's, 90's, and current shit too.

But as I was standing there amidst all the weary half-drunk gamblers and sluts, you know what fucking song started playing? Fucking "Dust in the Wind" by Kansas.

What better time to play an introspective and depressing song? And keep in mind that Pechanga resort and casino is located in the middle of fucking nowhere. There's nothing but hills and darkness everywhere. It was just fucking weird.

Eventually, my friend came back from making her phone call and the both of us just stood there thinking about our lives.

It was just one of those weird moments.

All I could think of was this kid Garritt I used to know. I just remember him telling me that this one time, we was driving from L.A. to San Francisco and he stopped in like a diner or something. And he went into the bathroom to take a shit. And there was a guy in the stall next to him who was also trying to take a shit. And then the song "Kokomo" by the Beach Boys started playing on the bathroom radio.
Garritt said that it was one of the darkest moments in his life.

BumCake wrote:And there was an elderly couple standing around waiting who looked like they were from Minnesota. And they looked pissed. Like they lost their rent money gambling.

nah, they probably had a great time. people from minnesota just look like that all the time.

I used to live near Pechanga and can verify there ain't shit there.

I haven't gotten the "California bug" in that I won't use valet. I'll walk half a mile first. It's partly that I'm cheap, and partly that I know my brother worked as a valet, and apparently was one of the better ones at his company. You do the math.

Valet was free and we tipped the guy REALLY good as Bumcake, Killerpromqueen and myself do whenever tips are involved. If all servers, cab drivers, and valets got a Bumcake, a Killerpromqueen and a Seven for every customer, they'd all be on Forbes "Top 100 Richest People in the World" list!

vynsane wrote:

BumCake wrote:And there was an elderly couple standing around waiting who looked like they were from Minnesota. And they looked pissed. Like they lost their rent money gambling.

nah, they probably had a great time. people from minnesota just look like that all the time.

Agreed. I have family there and it's just fucking depressing.

Wasn't there a Soundgarden lyric that went "I'm lookin' California, but feelin' Minnesota, o yeah."

Prince is from Minnesota, and that cat can throw the Funk. Plus, Jesse Ventura governed there for many years, and ya can't diss a state what has Funk throwin' hepcats and ex-body builders for governors...

RoIIo Tomassi wrote:Prince is from Minnesota, and that cat can throw the Funk. Plus, Jesse Ventura governed there for many years, and ya can't diss a state what has Funk throwin' hepcats and ex-body builders for governors...

Spend five minutes there and you'll see what we mean . . .

Well I just got back from there, and I must have laid eyes on AT LEAST 1000 women that I wanted to fuck. It's like visiting the planet of the hot tall blondes or something. :boner:

jjreason wrote:Well I just got back from there, and I must have laid eyes on AT LEAST 1000 women that I wanted to fuck. It's like visiting the planet of the hot tall blondes or something. :boner:

Agreed. Having lived in the midwest ( Dakotas, Iowa, etc) and also in California I have to say the hottie ratio in the flyover states is way higher. Sure, all the hot women move to L.A., but they don't offset the fugliness that was already living here.

Rogue II wrote:Wasn't there a Soundgarden lyric that went "I'm lookin' California, but feelin' Minnesota, o yeah."

Yes, it is from Outshined

RoIIo Tomassi wrote:Prince is from Minnesota, and that cat can throw the Funk.

yeah, but have you EVER seen that dude smile? once? when not acting in purple rain? he's a fuckin' morose motherfucker.

jjreason wrote:Well I just got back from there, and I must have laid eyes on AT LEAST 1000 women that I wanted to fuck. It's like visiting the planet of the hot tall blondes or something. :boner:

I can't really say the same, in case it's one of my relatives. Being of Swedish lineage and all (my dad grew up in Minnesota).