there weren’t so many damn security cameras

“Dude, if I’d had a flat-head screwdriver with me, and there weren’t so many damn security cameras, I coulda gotten you an AWESOME souvenir from Vegas” Yes, lunch with Bubba. He had to relive that one moment in Las Vegas one more time. And the plaque he was talking about — it was a little brass job about an astrologer who was in residence at the hotel: “Readings are for entertainment purposes only.” Sounds familiar. I’m busy trying to adjust the “fang sway” of my place these days, trying to get that optimal arrangement. I think I need to drape a little red cloth over the big bass mounted on the wall. And there’s got to be a way to highlight the dead cow skull which seems to be a in wealth corner, too. Something to set it off which will activate the flow of money towards me instead of away from me. I guess my wealth may lie in cattle futures.