Fun! The Writer’s Life at The Sands

In case you didn’t notice, another month has flown by and we only have one month to go with the #WriterlbsOff New Year’s Resolutions. I hope you are kicking your resolutions into high gear with the coming of spring and our renewal of energy in the warmer weather!

It’s time to celebrate our accomplishments and play. Let’s recharge our batteries or just exhaust ourselves with good times together.

Since we live so far away from each other and don’t get to travel to have parties in “real” places, we will continue to do the next best thing – virtual parties. Let’s have fun, get a little crazy and celebrate our online friendships!

Everyone is invited, so come in and join the party!

Our party to celebrate changes accomplished in March is being held at the Sands in Las Vegas. Come have a great time at the slot machines, the blackjack table, and play a little craps. ย I love the roulette table, but don’t go there if you’ve had too many drinks. Have a steak dinner and martinis and see a great Vegas show.

We are enjoying some of the classic shows – didn’t I tell you? We are also traveling back to the 1960s – Yeah, baby!

We are cool as cool can be, swingin’ with the Rat Pack!

The midnight movie we are attending will be Ocean’s Eleven, from 1960, of course!

Remember, what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, so tell us what your fun night was like and we won’t tell anyone. Who did you see? What happened? What did you do? And, do you need any help getting home?


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  1. *wanders in, innocently*

    Y’all are going to have to teach me how to play poker. Last time I played, I removed too many clothes and didn’t hear the last of it for months. I bet I could teach that Twinkle fairy a few things. As for vodka *hic*

  2. Never been to Vegas. I hear the M&Ms store is great.

    My big change in March: Raised my desk and started standing up at the computer while writing. I’m more alert and my legs (and rear) thank me for not sitting so many hours. Taking the stairs more often at work, too.

    1. good for you, David, we all could probably use a standing desk!

  3. Holy Toledo,

    I was stuck cleaning up the mess at the casino (my house) yesterday, killing myself to work off the debt. And running all over town with errands.

    I had no idea that Tony escaped. Probably a good thing, we just didn’t have enough money.

    I see The Boys and Death & Chronos got in on the action. I hope they were able to rescue Tony! Chronos seems to be making a bit of a mess with the time continuum.

    Oh, poor Frank, who got him?

    You guys are just killing me – LOL! How fun is this?!

    I’m still in desperate need of coffee this morning!

    1. Oh, Anne! I’m so sorry to hear that you’re living at the cassino now.. You did know gambling can be highly addictive when you set up this party, didn’t you? Maybe we could look up some institution that would help you out? Something like GA (Gambling Anonimous) or something?

      *pours the now cold coffee*

      Sorry dear, that’s all I got now.

  4. Good grief! I can’t leave you people alone for just a few minutes, let alone a few hours, without somebody getting hurt or in trouble! I was just gone to get the goods to sell to raise money to get Tony out, and I reckon somebody’s gotta keep all you lushes rolling in it.
    So I got agate, jasper, quartz, moonstone, and on and on and on. Somebody build me a kiosk and make me a sign quick!

  5. conventional. or magical point, this at option best my is surgery plastic the think I lawyer. my to talk me let and normally flow time let just not if fine, me, help to going he’s If time! of flow the with around screwing quit to Chronos tell

    Laura,

    1. very clever!! Laura, you must do something about this – Tony will be going backwards and crashing into everything

    2. .three the from falls bird A

      *well as boil that hands his in blood the of notice take doesn’t he bottle. the exploding boils beer*

      “competition. with well deal don’t I else? someone for sent you Have”

      *eyes his in look dangerous a with Tony to turning sneezes, and air the sniffs*

      *frowns lawyer*

      1. I take off my watch and put it on upside-down… and time is now running normally again.

        “Hey,” I say to the evil, flaming lawyer, “don’t even try to bring that hands-of-fire, boiling-bottle-of-beer trick to this fight, pal. You’re outclassed with that old junk.”

        Steam pours from the lawyer’s ears as he advances on me.

        “Dude, I’m warning you, I have the Power of Art on my side. Don’t mess with me!”

        He reaches out to grab me, but, whiskey, tequila and peyote notwithstanding, I am much to quick for him. I whip out my black Sharpie marker and start to draw on the wall up near the ceiling. One wall after another, I dash of leaves, berries, and vines as he chases me.

        Just as his searing claws are about to rip my throat, I close the pattern where I started it. In an arctic blast, the lawyer is whipped backward, encased in hard ice.

        “Good heavens!” said Anne. “What did you do?”

        “I used the Power of Art.”

        “But what kind of art could stop a homicidal, burning lawyer in his tracks and cover him with ice?”

        “It’s a frieze. Let’s go.”

        1. On the other side of the US, Mari-girl (Mariana) screams as her head burns and freezes in quick sequence.

          She sighs with relieve and asks for a glass of wine.

          “A white one please, I can’t handle anything strong just now.”

          1. White wine, Mari-girl? I think after everything we’ve all been through (courtesy of Tony), we need champagne!
            Lots of it.

            *Looks at frieze*

            Damn. That looks like something only Edvard Munch could love.

          2. *pushes wine aside and nods to the bartender*

            Champagne it is Mari-girl. A toast to Tony, who got rid of a lawyer all by himself!

        2. Wow! That Power of Art is much more potent than I ever thought! And, wielding a sharpie!!

          โ€œBut what kind of art could stop a homicidal, burning lawyer in his tracks and cover him with ice?โ€

          โ€œItโ€™s a frieze. Letโ€™s go.โ€

          OMG – ROFLMAO! Tony, you have really outdone yourself!

  6. I agree with you there, Mari-girl. That creepy lawyer makes matter a whole lot worse for all.

    Hmm. I think we need Clotho and Lachesis to deal with that shady law man.

    Where is Anne? And Laura? And Sam? And Deanna?

    And where the heck is Frank?

    1. Frank is dead Mari-girl. Frank is dead. O_O

      1. Crikey! How did that happen! O_O

        1. I don’t know guys… I was on my way to the bathroom when I saw a pair of feet being dragged into a room. I was really afraid of who/what was carrying the unconscious person, but you know, my curiosity got hold of me.

          The door had been left open so I peered inside very cautiously. There he was, grey as ashes and no movement on this chest. I stumbled back, afraid that whatever got him would come back.

          This is so sad… Besides, I almost peed in my pants.

    2. *shoves coffee funnel in pocket* I’m here! No sign of Frank though…

  7. Didn’t want it to come to this, but we have to get The Boys, Anne, to help Tony.

    If they won’t help then we just have to beg Laura to ask Death and Chronos for help.

    1. Mari-girl, maybe we could ask Death and Chronos’ help to deal with the creepy lawyer?

      I’m afraid I caused a bigger problem by summoning him than leaving Tony in the hands of the cops… Sorry?

  8. Oh my god, what are we to do with the money raising issue? *shakes head painfully*

    I thought Anne and Deanna had all this covered.

    Hey guys, the ones who are present and standing that is, any suggestions to solve the problem? Maybe the pixies could “arrange” something? heh ;P

    1. The Pixies could most certainly arrange something, I’ve just seen Pogmorton eyeing up the casino vault. One question, is it still illegal if we honestly don’t know how the money crossed the state line?

      1. I don’t think the cops will care if we know or not how it came to our hands, but as Marisa suggested, we could always have The Boys disguised, or disguising us?, to prevent this problem.

        Would they be up to it, I wonder. I’m also a bit concerned on what they’d disguise us of. O_o

        1. Ah, well, you know how good Swazzle is with noses. There’s no telling what we’d end up looking like, but I guarantee the cops wouldn’t recognise us!

          1. Please don’t scare me like this! I don’t want my nose changing further than it already had…

  9. Just stay away from anyone named Billy Jean until help arrives, Tony!

  10. LOL! Tony, that was awful, but funny. Have you been hanging out with “Pearls Before Swine” comic’s Stephan Pastis?

    I tried to send a lawyer, but he left the guns and took the money (and my breakfast cannoli to go with my wine!). Sorry!

    Cecilia

    1. Cannoli and wine for breakfast? I LOVE it!

  11. After I broke out of jail in Vegas, I first headed north , intending to go to Canada. Mexico is a lot closer, but my Spanish is lousy.

    I got as far as Reno before the State Police caught up with me. He had his Glock leveled at me and I though I was done for. However, I escaped by dumping an Easter egg coloring kit on him, hoping to distract him. His gun went off when he was blinded; in the confusion, I doubled back and headed South.

    That’s right – I dyed a man in Reno, just to watch him shoot.

    Am now headed toward Mexicali. This is sure to give me the blues.

    Send money, guns and lawyers.

    1. I don’t care what order you send them in. An excitable boy like me needs all the help he can get.

      The whiskey tequila I can get myself.

    2. Stand by for a Pixie rescue Tony – and Swazzle’s a whizz at plastic surgery so they’ll never recognise you when you get back. ๐Ÿ˜‰

    3. I might know an attorney to suggest you… But the help comes with a price, heh. ;P

      1. I’m gonna need a pretty creative lawyer on this one, MB. I need one of those lawyers that lawyers go to, one of those guys who will interpret “truth” more freely than a poet will interpret “love”.

        Oh, and have her pick up some heavy-duty antibiotics and a couple of cartons of Lucky Strikes. I have a feeling I’m going to need them.

        1. Mmmm, I see your point.

          *opening drawers in brain in search for a better option.*

          *found it!*

          *uh*

          That might cost you extra, I’m afraid. And I’m not talking about money… You up to it?

          1. Lawyer arrives in dirty motel room where Tony is hiding, although no one told him where that might be.

            The temperature falls drastically. There’s no sound at all. No birds sing, no sound of air conditioning, even the TV seems to be dead. He smiles down to a sleepy Tony.

            “Dude, you’re so screwed!”

            All the sounds come back at once, while the attorney sprawls himself on the armchair, popping a beer no one saw where he got from.

        2. Ha! That is so fun and cool! I don’t want to ask about the need for antibiotics.

    4. Tony, I’m loving your links to music – wonderfully clever, my boy!

  12. All right – I’m broke after paying for all this booze! Somebody’s gonna have to raise the money for Tony’s bail.

  13. Because the coffee isn’t ready yet, Marisa! ๐Ÿ™‚

    Sounds like Tony’s the one who’s missing. Oh, right, he’s in jail. That explains the bandito look of his Twitter avatar.

    Anne and Deanna, I’m loving the sparkly gowns!

    CD

  14. What! We’re in a movie? And here I am without having combed my hair.

    Bugger! As Sam would say. If he were awake and out from under the table.

    *wonders why Cecilia is drinking wine for breakfast*

    1. I heard that! ๐Ÿ˜‰ A movie?! I’d better call my agent…

  15. Y’all are cracking me up on a rainy Saturday morning! Did you know you’re now in a movie, Hangover 2?

    *watching the chaos and drinking wine at the bar*

    CD

    1. Ha! That is great! Yes, Hangover 2, the terrible sequel.

  16. Oh, Mari-girl Mariana is now asleep so I’d better go in search of coffee. Wait! Why do I have a lampshade on my head…oh, yeah, right. Frank’s place. He’s so good with his…voice.

    *Happy, happy sigh*

    Oops. Almost kicked Sam! Honestly why is he sleeping under the table? The Brits certainly have weird customs. Why can’t he be more like a man?

    Oh. No. That’s a song from My Fair Lady. Sam is most certainly a man.

    Well, why can’t he be more like a woman?

    Really, really need coffee.

    And Tony needs to stop singing.

    Maybe Laura brewed a pot of java. Even though I know she drinks green tea, she’s nice that way.

    Well, what’s this? *picks up a chandelier earring*

    Doesn’t this belong to Jezebel? And she was so great last night slinking across the piano and singing “Fever”. She deserves all the success that’s coming her way.

    Too bad about the piano player, though. Bummer.

    1. Oh, yes, I need coffee too. *stumbles*

      Marisa, my, my, looks like you are the one who hit the jackpot!!! And, so did Jezebel.

      I still need more money to get Tony out of jail, somebody find Mr. Fluffy. Tony has a very high bail, what else did he do, anyway.

      What a wild party! But, I didn’t get to sing, I want to sing too, let’s have another party tonight…Anyone?…Anyone?

    2. If Laura has brewed coffee, you someone mind pouring into this funnel I’m holding in mouth? Thank you so much.

      1. ..or “would someone…” even. Must have drunk more than I thought last night. ๐Ÿ˜‰

    3. Ahhh! Now I get it! I was wondering what the heck were these lampshades on my table. Where’s Frank? I think I need to apologize for the cherry throwing? Did I do anything else I don’t remember of? *looks both ways*

      Wait, coffee? I’m want some too!

      *looks down under the table* Hi Sam! I hand’t seen you here! You ok?

      *sees him pointing to the funnel*

      Ah, ok. I’ll get us coffee. Hold on. *stumbles away holding head*

      1. Jush about okay, thansh. Could really ushe a coffee though, thansh ever sho much.

        1. *pours coffee in funnel, and then in own mouth*

          Akkk! I burned my tongue! Now I’m fully awake, uh.

          You better Sam?

          1. Oh yesssssssss! Much better. ๐Ÿ˜€

          2. I think I need a little of this – second day after is worse, I think!

  17. Uh oh…It’s the next morning and I see that Anne’s got a bit of damage control to do.

    Sam is snoring under the table after Swazzle and Pogmorton teamed up with Jezebel and spiked his drink…

    The two Mari girls are giggling over in the corner, wearing lampshades from Frank’s private apt! *And how did you get Frank to give those up?*

    Tony is laying across the piano, still crooning into a mike…

    Speaking of pianos, did you catch Jezebel’s act last night? Brought the house down! While Sammy played (trying to rest his throat) Jezebel sang “Fever” while slinking across those ivory keys.

    She dropped a contract off with me this morning before engaging in shenanigans elsewhere. Vegas is willing to pay her 3 mil for 15 shows. I only hope they understand what her fringe benefits will entail… Perhaps the audience should wear body armor?

    1. OOO, Jezebel, I hope you take the contract. If you join up with cirque du soleil, that would be amazing. Just leave Celine Dion alone, she is coming back to Vegas soon.

      That’s not Tony, it is Sam, I think he has lost his mind. Tony is in jail. Sam must have had a very powerful spike to his drink – I think it was magical stuff from Swazzle & Pogmorton.

    2. Eh? What? Did somebody call me? *yawn*

  18. The big accomplishment in March was pushing my leg. I damaged it badly in January and was laid up for all of February. In the middle of March I was finally able to travel, for a little vacation, and found myself not only able to get from car to house without crutches, but able to stand up and cook in the kitchen. Today I took my first (although very brief) hike since 2009. Sore as heck from only ten minutes of exercise, but it’s a start!

    1. Good for you, John. And, you were lucky to avoid the chaos at the casino – will help your recovery.

  19. We can’t get Tony away from the microphone!

    I do hope that Sam is sleeping now after being roughed up…I mean helped…by security.

    Don’t know where Mari-girl is *peers over the crowd* but hope she’s all right since she did drink too much.

    And where is Anne?

    Will go find Tony and see if he’s opened the other bottles of booze.

    1. *yip*

      *raises hand and slurres* Did I hear my name? ‘m here…

      *head back on table*

  20. Wildcat Kelly was back again in town,
    sitting by his sweetheart’s side
    Wildcat’s sweetheart said, “C’mon, let’s settle down”
    And Wildcat raised his head and cried:

    Oh give me land, lots o’land,
    with the starry skies above,
    don’t fence me in…
    Let me ride through the wide
    open country that I love,
    don’t fence me in!
    Let me be myself in the evening breeze,
    and listen to the murmur of the cottonwood trees,
    Send me off forever, but I ask you please,
    don’t fence me in!
    Don’t fence me in!

    I said,

    Don’t… fence me in!

    Hey, bartender, there’s something wrong with my glass. It’s empty again!

    No roulette for me, Candice, just the mic. I prefer to make music than to lose money, even to a house as convivial as Anne’s.

    1. Okay Tony, let’s go. You are not on stage anymore, you are on a bench in jail. Yes, you are fenced in, but we can help you. You are still drunk?

      Mr. Fluffy paid your bail. He is going to have to kick in for the damage in the casino. And, Deanna, give us the suitcase, come on, let go, we need to cover the hotel bill, the food and drink bill – really.

      1. Oh, you’ve fenced Tony in? O_o Poor guy!

  21. I love to see so many people having *hiccup* so much fun!! I’ve already lost $1000 at roulette, but it’s addictive! And Tony’s voice is so sultry and mesmerizing! I can’t pull myself away from the stage!!

    Mr. Fluffy scares me. Those glowing red eyes are just *too* creepy.

    Now, I think I’ll just climb on top of the blackjack table with Sam and have a little dance…

    1. Candice

      P.S. – I’ve lost almost 20 lbs. since the beginning of the year and 2 pants sizes! YAY for me! Next goal – make a writing schedule to MAKE time for writing. Plus, get a new job. But first, finish dancing with Sam and listening to Tony ๐Ÿ™‚

      1. good for you! Hope you find a job soon!

        Tony has surprised us all with his voice, but be careful not to drink that stuff that Sam has, very powerful!

  22. *Ahem* Just so’s you all know, I was only on that blackjack table because I was trying to get Pogmorton out of the chandelier after Swazzle spiked his drink with, well…you don’t wanna know what with.

    *Readjusts clothing and thanks security for their kind assistance getting him off the table* Now then, where’s the bar, I heard the Mari-girls were getting the drinks in…

    Marisa! Put. Frank. Down.

    Wow Tony, that’s a great voice you have there. I can’t sing a note.

    Hi Deanna, Laura – either of you seen Anne? Is she still stalking Dean?

    1. Dean is sooooo cool, I love his voice and his smile. Marisa, can you pick him up for me?

  23. Sounds like fun! I’m in – especially is Sammy D Jr will sing Candy Man for me ๐Ÿ™‚

    1. He will if you stop throwing cherries at him.

  24. *klink* *klink* *klink* *klink* *klikliklilkliklikliklink*

    Ohhhhhhh! I won, I won, Mari-girl! C’mon, before I realize I spent more than I won, let’s go to the bar and I’ll buy you a drink, heh. ;D

    Wait, not this way, I think I saw some tentacles on that corner. I don’t want to be near Jezebel once she finishes with poor Sammy. I did like his voice…

    Hmm, I hear the word “Paris” to the right. Let’s go that way? I love that song! Maybe we get lucky and Ella sings “Don’t Fence Me In” later in the night?

    *waves to Laura* *puzzled by her smug face* Hi Laura! Glad to see things are going well for you! ๐Ÿ™‚

    Hey Sam! Good choice of show! *looks down to his shaking hands* Oh boy, how many of these have you had? Are you ok? Maybe we should get something to eat, right Marisa? *nods to her towards a table and helps him away from the bar*

    Hey Mari-girl, where’s Anne? I hope she didn’t overdo with he Martini thing. *frowns*

    *sees Marisa’s mischievous grin and looks towards the stage* *chin falls*

    Oh man! Won’t you do anything? She’s fighting with Sinatra for the microphone!

    1. Err, where it says “Sam”, please read “Tony”. Seems I’ve had too much to drink too, lol.

    2. Oh, I see Tony did get a little out of hand – Frank doesn’t like to be upstaged. Looks like we may need to bail Tony out of jail tomorrow morning.

      I’m glad you were watching out for the other Mari-girl – she forgets to eat when she is at the slots.

      When I rolled in late last night – I was looking around for everyone. I saw Sam under a blackjack table with some of the security talking about what to do with him. I heard a lot of *hiccups*

      I saw Laura at the craps table all alone getting weird looks from people at other tables. She had a crazed look on her face and piles of chips.

      I saw the Mari-girls and Jemi in the restaurant at the bar, they were eating ice cream sundaes, laughing and throwing maraschino cherries at the bartender. They were so cute, until Sammy came in exhausted and dragging. They threw cherries at him too.

      1. I did that? Oh boy, I have no recollection whatsoever of this! LOL

        Mari-girl, help me out here?

  25. Still haven’t hit anything on those slot machines but not giving up. Oh, and love that the drinks are brought over to us. Makes it easier for me and the other Mari-girl (Mariana) to keep on putting in those quarters without wasting time!

    1. I’m sure you won a little, but don’t worry, Deanna and Laura did great with their secret powers, they are covering the losses! Isn’t it fun to just watch the pretty pictures go by on the slots – hypnotizing!

      I hope you counted how many drinks showed up for you!

  26. I love Paris in the springtime,
    I love Paris in the fall,
    I love Paris in the summer, when it sizzles,
    I love Paris in the winter, when it drizzles…

    I love Paris every moment….
    Every moment of the year.
    Why do I love Paris?
    Why, oh why do I love Paris?
    Because my love is here…..

    Whiskey has a lot of calories. It’s worth every single one.

    1. Oh Tony, you have such a lovely voice, you do belong on stage with the Frank and Dean. You looked so cool on stage with your whiskey in hand, just like one of the pack.

  27. Fun, fun, fun Anne! I find it ironic that you mentioned I’m psychic with the numbers at the roulette table – the one time I visited a casino, (in Biloxi, MS), that seemed to be exactly what was happening. I could feel then that I could easily become addicted to gambling, so thank goodness we don’t have any casinos close to home!

    Enjoy your family time. I’ll be outside most of today too, riding the lawn mower and playing in the dirt, but will check in now and then to make sure everyone is behaving. Sam, step down off the table now! ๐Ÿ˜‰

    1. Hi Deanna, nice to meet you, and welcome to the tour! ๐Ÿ˜‰

      1. Thanks for the welcome Mariana! Happy to be a part of blog tour.

        As for the rest of you, sounds like we need a “hair of the dog”. ๐Ÿ˜‰

    2. Deanna, now you might have to share some of your winnings, not sure anyone one else is doing very well. Maybe you could pay the hotel bill.

      I laughed when I read you were on the lawn mower. I saw you smiling, singing to yourself, riding around the yard in the sun!

      1. How funny Anne – that’s exactly what I did all day yesterday, (and if not for the steroids, I’d be paying for it today). ๐Ÿ˜‰

        Yes, generous me, I will be glad to pay all expenses, but Sam and Tony have just got to PUT DOWN THE GLASS! ๐Ÿ™‚

        1. Yay! If Deanna is paying I think I’ll have another glass of wine. Will you join me Mari-girl? ๐Ÿ˜‰

          Oh, yeah, I felt something slippery brushing against my leg and woke up at once! Of course I changed location right away, heh.

  28. Mr Fluffy is a great cohort because…well, because everyone is afraid to approach him and ask him why his eyes are glowing red each time I win a hand.

    As for Jezebel, I don’t think that Sammy will be up to singing tonight. She’s got him cordoned off in his trailer right now, demanding song after song from him. Pretty soon he won’t have a voice left.

    1. Ah, I hope Sammy is okay with a one-thing audience. He is sweet to sing to Jezebel.

      You may have to share some of your winnings too and help Deanna cover the hotel bill, looks like Mr. Fluffy was hot!

  29. Hi Everyone,

    I am going out with the family today for a little fun, so I will return later for more casino action.

    I can’t believe how much has already been happening this early in the morning. I saw Sammy Davis Jr., which was a thrill, but I didn’t get a chance to talk to him because Jezebel got to him first. I hope he will be able to perform tonight, I think Jezebel has a crush on him.

    I see that Tony Noland has joined the rat pack for today and will be singing with them on stage tonight, I hope he doesn’t have too much whiskey, you know how he can get.

    I see Sam is already entertaining in the casino standing on the blackjack table, that is going to get him in trouble, here comes security.

    My Mari-girls are burning up the slot machines – Marisa and Mariana, Laura is using Mr. Fluffy to count cards, Deanna is hot at the roulette table – she seems to be psychic as to what number will come up next.

    I’m stalking the rest of the rat pack, hoping for some autographs and if I act cool enough, maybe they will let me hang out with them and have a few martinis.

    What else have you seen going on. And, let me know what happens today while I am out.

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