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Dateline: Las Vegas Paris Sportsbook International Branch Office. Just put my twenty on my team to win over 59 games this season. Usually, I put my twenty on them to win the pennant. Odds 500 to 1. I’m pretty sure the bet taker doesn’t even register my bet. The cashier merely winks at his co-workers and pockets the money. But this time I could bet only on them winning 59 out of 162 games. Happy Dance.
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 >
Dateline: The Mon Ami Gabi Restaurant in the Paris, Las Vegas. On a break from horseraces nearby and now stressed like crazy. How did that happen? Well, the hostess here in Mon Ami Gabi has jumped inside my head and made my body go into a stress reaction. Here’s what she did to cause my stress. Okay, I’ll admit I don’t fit the slinky evening gown glamour that used to be Vegas, but the young lady didn’t have to frown as I stepped up to the hostess stand dragging my computer More >
Remember, even discussing Stress, we need to laugh a lot. A lot. And some more.
Psychologist on the Loose.
Dateline: Las Vegas PBR (Professional Bull Riders) Rock Bar across from Planet Hollywood. Midnight on some night. There are hundreds of screaming people in here and Vegas is new and mind-blowing to these enthusiastic visitors. They jump up and scream, “Vegas!” every few minutes, just in case someone doesn’t remember where they are.
There’s a silver mirrored life size bull bucking at the entrance. In the middle of the Superdome room there’s More >
Get a Grip, Part 3
Dateline: St. David’s North Austin Medical Center Mobile International Branch Office. Currently I’m waiting to be fitted with one of those hideous, heavy boots. Why do I burden you, kind reader, with this minutia?
Because I am the poster child for the Stress Prone Personality (SPP) of the GET A GRIP Series.
Back in early November, I had an “event” on the first day of a week in San Francisco. I’m at the medical center because I approached the event (stupid jump off a boulder) More >
Dateline: Threadgill’s International Branch Office. Chatting with Eddie Wilson, the man who set up Willie Nelson’s First Fourth of July Picnic. At a later time, I’ll address the mental and physical reminders of that spectacular event. We could start with a study of the effects of second-hand pot smoke. But, it was Willie’s party.
Well, here I am at the banquet of consequences and I write about it, because, alas, I am not alone. (Here’s where you take a look in the mirror, or at More >
Dateline: American Airlines Flight 2251, DFW to Los Cabos (SJD). This is the flight once taken by the Rudest Woman Ever in the Air.
Notice: The next set up entries will be a genuine search for ways to save the stomach lining`. Tests came back . . . well, not so good. I can’t believe I’m the only one who needs a wake up call. Thus, some serious unstressing is ahead. But first, one more just for fun.
Set-up: Compliment time. After all the unplanned travel adventures, including the six hours on the plane in Houston Bush International on a trip from More >