A Psychologist on the Loose
Society Insanity
Stress. Bizarre Things Overheard in Las Vegas . . . Get a Grip, Pt.6
Stress. Bizarre Things Seen in Vegas . . . Get a Grip, Pt.5
Remember, even discussing Stress, we need to laugh a lot. A lot.
Psychologist on the Loose.
Dateline: Second night in the Las Vegas PBR (Professional Bull Riders) Rock Bar across from Planet Hollywood. Go to Bizarre Things Seen in Vegas, Get a Grip, Pt. 5 for the particulars on this den of Vegas revelry. For now, on this second night, let’s just say, the Judy Dench Vegas woman, me, perched at the bar slugging back coffee and pinging keys on my laptop—is slightly out-of-sync with the crowd. The line for the More >
Stress. The Lounge Chair Wars Begin!
Stress. The Lounge Chair Wars Begin!
Post in progress.
Well, the Hilton Resort at Cabo San Lucas has fired the first shot. He has emailed all guests for the week between Christmas and New Years with the latest rules on lounge chair use. And they’re tough. Since I have been known to embellish, I must mention that I am not making this up. I will provide the rules as a link in the actual post so that you can see how stress and despair can infiltrate the most protected asylums of peace.
Stress. Anxiety. Stress Management. Psychology. Therapy Online. Anxiety Management. Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. Oh, what More >
BANNED IN VEGAS, The Road Rage Tour
Banned in Vegas, The Road Rage Tour
Dateline: International Branch Office in the Las Vegas Paris Sports and Race Book. I just won $2.40 on a horse named “BR’s Funny Money.” Initials of maiden name? BR. I had to bet. Even My Sister the Baptist couldn’t pass up that kind of omen.
Set-up: To withstand the horrors of what follows, you need to read Banned in Vegas, Episode One.
Here we are in Vegas, my friend, Janie on her rented red scooter.
Stress. Anxiety. Therapy. Humor. How can I make sense of what happened? Perhaps, I should begin by saying, “Cycles change people.” Once my More >
MysteryShrink BANNED IN VEGAS!
MYSTERYSHRINK BANNED IN VEGAS!
Dateline: Las Vegas Branch Office in the Paris Hotel Race and Sports Book.
You’ve heard about the awesome high rollers banned in Las Vegas? The wise guys banned for counting cards or using some other complicated system at the Blackjack tables? The just too famous for their own good celebrities banned for their wild antics?
Well, turns out, getting banned in Vegas is not as nearly as hard as those celebrities make it sound.
In fact, with the help of my friend (Let’s call her Janie) I, too, was able to achieve “banned in Vegas” status.
Anxiety. (That word is a plant. The guy who helps me with More >
Money, the “Seven Days in Florence Incident”
Money, the “Seven Days in Florence Incident”
A friend of mine passed away two years ago today. She was eighty-four and a millionaire many times over. Those are two important numbers. 84 years. 12,000,000 dollars.
T was my wealthy friend and because of her, I enjoyed many a treat beyond my economic reach—the use of a condominium, including endless room service, atop the classiest hotel in Dallas, charity balls to hear celebrity bands, and postcards and tales of her world travels. T knew about every culture and every religion in the world. She read extensively and had a curious mind.
But when it More >
A Website I Can Set Up Myself? I Say, “Nay, Nay”
Dateline: Threadgill’s Restaurant. Robert Earl Keen played here.
Set-up: Once more, in an attack of delusional capability, I attempted to set up a “real” website.
I realize my monkeying around messes up MysteryShrink.
Therefore:
I PLEDGE ALLIGIANCE TO THE FLAG OF THE UNITED STATES OF THE INTERNET . . .
AND TO THE LUNACY FOR WHICH IT CRAWLS . . .
THAT I WILL NEVER, EVER BE SEDUCED AGAIN INTO BUYING A SWIMSUIT WHILE SOBER, OR TO ATTEMPT ANOTHER FULL WEBSITE.
You know who’s really cheering? Every tech customer service worker in our great land. Oh, and the spouse. Also, I think the dogs would like me to stop More >
And I Thought I Was Bad, The Secret Hoarding Waitress Incident
Dateline: IHOP, West Ft. Worth.
The following conversation is taking place behind me.
Irritable Woman to Waitress: “I want an answer and I want it now!”
Waitress: “Sure. How can I help you?”
IW: “I want to know why that guy who came in after we did already has his food and we don’t?”
That guy pretends he doesn’t exist.
W: “I can say for sure, some orders are quicker to expedite than others.”
IW: “That makes absolutely no sense! We ordered one of your specials ant that guy ordered some kind of lunch with rolls.”
W: “I wish I had an answer, ma’am, but–”
IW: “You have an answer, but you More >