Saturday, February 16, 2002
Bill is getting married later today so last night was his Bachelor Party. It was a small affair and very informal. Bill called me around 9:30 PM but somehow I didn't get his message until after the evening was over. Luckily he called again later and I met Bill, Roy and Adam at the Mag. I'm sure I had missed out by not going around with them but what are you going to do.
When they got to the Mag things had slowed down a lot and it was sort of a sausage party. About 3:10 AM bar time, Bill wanted to go see some boobies. Roy and Adam don't seem to enjoy the nudie bar experience so they were not really up for it. They had been out most of the night and I think for them the night was over. I told Bill I was up for it after a short discussion about paying for a cover when the clubs would only be open another 45 minutes by the time we got there and got in. First, we went to Club Chase. Afriend is running the place and it just opened so I figured we'd check it out. The few girls we saw were very attractive but the place was close to empty and even though they had 2 stages there was only one girl dancing.
After less than 5 minutes we walked down to PT's. There is a farm machinery show in town this weekend and the place was packed. I walked in and Bill went to get some change and I looked at the girl at the first stage and I knew tonight would be a special night where I could share something special with Bill. Friday, September 21, 2001, I wrote about the events of an evening at PT's and two strippers from St. Louis. The girl that had danced for me was named India. I don't remember the name of Matt's. But it was the best lapdance I had ever received.
We sat down at her stage and she apparently remembered me, even though the stage was pretty full she came over and said hi. That isn't so incredible because I do stand out in a crowd. Anyway. when she came back by, I spoke to her for a second and made a quick arrangement to get Bill a lap dance from her.
After she finished another dance she had lined up, she came back and I gave her the money for the lapdance plus a $10 tip. I told here that Bill was getting married tomorrow and I told her that I told Bill how good she is at this and that she has a reputation to live up to.
She walked off with Bill and I decided to go search for the girl that had danced for Matt before. I promptly found her and got my own dance. Again it was the fantastic lapdance that I remember so vividly.
Bill liked it so much he got a second dance and then we left. He now truly understood what Matt and I were talking about. He also has never had a lapdance like that.
I'm just glad I was able to share such a special gift with Bill. The night before he weds.
Good Night, Good Morning, whatever.
MrQuick 5:40 AM
Friday, February 15, 2002
Valentine's Day sucks.
I'm really fuckin' tired of hearing what a fuckin' great fuckin' guy I am.
Don't bother asking me what I'm talking about because I don't fuckin' feel like fuckin' talking about it.
Suck it.
MrQuick 3:13 AM
Thursday, February 14, 2002
Fat Tuesday at the Mag Bar was entertaining. A friend sent a few extra pictures I added to the bottom of the list. Sorry no new boob pictures. The food was great again this year thanks to Roy's cookin'. Dave Norton, the owner of the Mag threw a good party again this year. I think that most everyone had a good time. I personally gave away a lot of beads and I know that there were a good number of beads passed out around the bar.
A friend of mine who did last years video, Scott Davis, brought his video camera down and hopefully within a couple of weeks he'll have had the time to edit it down into our own little Girls Gone Wild video. I think I suck at the introduction part of the video. I'm not very good at adlibbing. If I have time to think about it I might be able to come up with something. The only time I’m good on the fly is when I’m riffing off of what someone else said. Like making a smartass comment or taking someone else’s funny line and adding to it. Hopefully, I won’t detract from the rest of the footage.
Today was a good day, I got a few things accomplished at work and my friend Nikki Lilly came into town on the spur of the moment. So I got to sit at the Mag with her and several of my good friends and just shoot the shit. My favorite nights at the Mag are when the right combination of friends show up and some entertaining discussions start up. Talking about everything from the Old Days, to music, movies and even the horrors of Valentine’s Day.
Valentine’s Day sucks if you’re single. It sucks big rock hard donkey dicks. The only holiday that is worse is New Years Eve. At least in my opinion. These are the two holidays where you’re sort of expected to have a significant other. The good thing about Valentine’s Day is that I realize that it is just a corporate holiday promoted by florist, chocolate makers and the greeting card companies.
Good Night, Good Morning, whatever.
MrQuick 4:49 AM
Wednesday, February 13, 2002
I posted the pics from last night. Enjoy.
BTW. They're Mardi Gras Pics so its obviously not safe for work. (NSFW)
MrQuick 4:35 AM
Tuesday, February 12, 2002
I forgot something last night... TODAY IS FAT TUESDAY and you need to come down to the Mag Bar because the annual celebration there is the shit. Not only will you ladies be able to earn beads there but there will be a bunch of food. The last 3 or 4 years there has been a crawfish boil and this year is no different. Crawfish, Sausage, Potatoes, Mushrooms, Garlic, Corn, it all some good eatin’.
MrQuick 1:10 PM
A little over a week ago I was talking about a tracker I added to my site so I could see where the traffic was coming from to get to this space. A good number of them have come from search engines. Particularly, Google and Yahoo. Yahoo pays Google to do their searches for them so I figured I didn't need to link to Yahoo. It also explains why they are the 2 most common referrers.
Now the weird thing is what these people were searching for to get me. The biggest surprise for me was the "kids stories of being spanked by there aunt" search. I come up number two on that search.
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Short post tonight,
Good Night, Good Morning, whatever.
MrQuick 3:09 AM
Monday, February 11, 2002
I finally got the link function to work properly. If any one including myself wanted to link to a certian post all they have to is click on the "link" link at the end of the post and then just link to that URL. I assume that this will only come in hand for myself but its nice to have the option.
When I went over to Bill and Roy's to play poker, we watched a couple of biographies on Hugh Hefner. When I say a couple I really mean 3 or 4. The A&E channel was having some sort of Hugh Hefner day. Every show was a different show about Hef. After seeing all of these interviews with people that know Hef and especially the ex-girlfriends and present girlfriends, I have come to one conclusion. Being a girlfriend of Hugh Hefner is sort of like being a member of the band Menudo. When you reach a certian age, they kick you out.
I also enjoyed the fact that at least three of the blonde playmates were listed as "girlfriend/playmate". There were several that were listed as "former girlfriend/playmate". I really wonder how many playmates he has had sex with.
I sincerely hope that he out lives me. I hate to think of a world without Hugh Hefner.
Good Night, Good Morning, whatever.
MrQuick 4:05 AM
Sunday, February 10, 2002
I've been fucking with trying to set up bookmarks for the different posts on this page and I'm having a hell of a time trying to figure it out. I've spent the last hour doing it and I'm giving up for now.
Good Night, Good Morning, whatever.
MrQuick 5:30 AM
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