Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Groove Holmes
Been mad crazy busy, so I haven't had a chance to blog, so many apologies.
Here's the blogging equivalent of heated-up leftover pot roast when all you really want is a pepperoni pizza:
*** First you get the money, then you get the power, then you get the women.
Samson Barmao knows it.
Check his quote after winning the Nairobi Marathon.
*** Hmmm.
*** But this is more telling.
Perhaps it's a bias, but it's the people BEHIND the scenes, the p.r. people (coughcoughBIASED), the trainers, the members of the travel party that don't wear a uniform that make these things go. Correnti was pretty well-liked by most of the players.
Should be interesting to see how they turn this page.
*** I know that sometimes, you start spending and then the next morning you wake up, you say to yourself "holy cow..."
Maybe you went out in Boston with 100 bucks in your wallet and the next morning, you wake up with six credit card or ATM receipts and about eight bucks in change.
Maybe you're in the zone at Mohegan Sun, playing blackjack at 50 bucks a hand.
But a quarter of a million dollars on lap dances and champagne?
Now, I'm not the expert on these matters, but I did read about them once. A lap dance usually lasts for a song, which usually lasts for 4-5 minutes. And, depending on the price, can go from $10 at the Tanga to $40 or so at the Mons.
So, taking the high-end of that spectrum, that would mean for $241,000, you could get 6,025 lap dances. That many "les danses contacts" (Canadien for lap dance) would take 24,100 minutes, or approximately 16.7 days.
Unless this guy supersized his #2, which I would seem to think would be a cash transaction as you wouldn't want a paper trail on account of the illegality of prostitution, then he bought a lot of his friends lap dances (read: the borough of Queens), or ordered a lot of pizzas and chinese takeout to the club.
*** WMVY radio update...Shakedown Street by the Dead. Don't tell me this station ain't got no heart.
*** And now they're playing new Sheryl Crow tune, "Rolling Thunder." She always seems to kick ass with the first single off all her albums. This one is supposed to be about Lance.
Ok, sorry for the lame post. Hey, even future Hall of Famers can pull out early. I blame this on my sore hamstring.
One.
Here's the blogging equivalent of heated-up leftover pot roast when all you really want is a pepperoni pizza:
*** First you get the money, then you get the power, then you get the women.
Samson Barmao knows it.
Check his quote after winning the Nairobi Marathon.
*** Hmmm.
*** But this is more telling.
Perhaps it's a bias, but it's the people BEHIND the scenes, the p.r. people (coughcoughBIASED), the trainers, the members of the travel party that don't wear a uniform that make these things go. Correnti was pretty well-liked by most of the players.
Should be interesting to see how they turn this page.
*** I know that sometimes, you start spending and then the next morning you wake up, you say to yourself "holy cow..."
Maybe you went out in Boston with 100 bucks in your wallet and the next morning, you wake up with six credit card or ATM receipts and about eight bucks in change.
Maybe you're in the zone at Mohegan Sun, playing blackjack at 50 bucks a hand.
But a quarter of a million dollars on lap dances and champagne?
Now, I'm not the expert on these matters, but I did read about them once. A lap dance usually lasts for a song, which usually lasts for 4-5 minutes. And, depending on the price, can go from $10 at the Tanga to $40 or so at the Mons.
So, taking the high-end of that spectrum, that would mean for $241,000, you could get 6,025 lap dances. That many "les danses contacts" (Canadien for lap dance) would take 24,100 minutes, or approximately 16.7 days.
Unless this guy supersized his #2, which I would seem to think would be a cash transaction as you wouldn't want a paper trail on account of the illegality of prostitution, then he bought a lot of his friends lap dances (read: the borough of Queens), or ordered a lot of pizzas and chinese takeout to the club.
*** WMVY radio update...Shakedown Street by the Dead. Don't tell me this station ain't got no heart.
*** And now they're playing new Sheryl Crow tune, "Rolling Thunder." She always seems to kick ass with the first single off all her albums. This one is supposed to be about Lance.
Ok, sorry for the lame post. Hey, even future Hall of Famers can pull out early. I blame this on my sore hamstring.
One.
