Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Oh by the way Vegas Baby DC, rat pack participants. . . .
After the sewage smell cleared your nose, and the ever so slightly cooler evenings started help make the experience of VB-DC style set in, did anyone notice the suite had sublimital (DRL--dont feel bad, I can't spell either) messages from the origanal RAT-Pac???? I did. I will listen to you all before I tell you mine.
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OOoooo.o.o. scary huh?
Hey, I denie, dennie, deny denny, oh heck, THAT SEWER SMELL WASN'T ME!!!
Okay mabey it was.
Sean you be quiet.
Quit laughing Sean!
Quit laughing Sean!
sorry - I just got back online and still trying to catch up.
I could see the 'spirit' of Frank, Dean, Sammy and the others and pictured them tying one on in the Nairobi suite. But I didn't get any messages, Juls.
So, spill, what's you notice?
Ok Sean, it started at the Celebrations lounge at the Trop when I smelled the foul stench of a cheap cigar. When I swirled around to see who was smoking it, out of the corner of my eye I spotted Sammy, with drink in hand and cigar in another on the dance floor. Now this could have been due to my inner-ear infection causing my vertigo, but we may never know for sure. I was going to ask DRL if he smelled it too but I forgot to.
Then something else mysteriously happened that made me think we were not alone in our Nairobi Suite when the sweet and sour seeds rapidly disappeared. Could it have been Frank's face I saw in an erry pattern on top of the red rice? He was sucking on seeds and discarded them on the counter. I felt taunted by his repeated attempts to challenge me in a seed eating contest. Jee, what an odd thing to do.
Let’s see.... oh, and then there was that time when I heard faint piano playing even through the intense ringing and swishing of my left ear when we all went to the NY, NY. I caught out of the corner of my eye Liberace playing the piano. I don't remember why we all decided to walk over to NY, NY but none the less, there he was, covered in bling. I was going to ask Rod if he saw him too, but I was too embarrassed to.
Ok, now I know all this sounds foolish. How can the Tropicana be haunted? I don't have an explanation for you but if you have any other odd things that can't be explained that happened to you during the Dean's Circle RAT pack reunion at the trop let me know.
Did-ya'll-do-something-"together"?If-not-come-out-of-the-woodwork-and-back-Juls-up.Or-Juls-"Were-you-alone:)"?
Okay, I do recall, well recall isn't the correct word, um, somewhat recall in a fog of ronchy cigar smoke the stud who was smoking such a thing. Frank, oh yea, Frank, New York, New york. Liberacy, I don't recall. No bling in my memories.
did I win the sweet and sour seed eating contest?????
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