Monthly Archives: July 2013

Feeling lucky in Las Vegas? That’s the kind of optimism that built this town.

“I got that beat,” said The Stickman. “We had this Barney, nothing but purple chips, and he would not come off of hard-eight. Lose, lose, lose, bitch, bitch, bitch, but he just keeps coming back at it. He goes, ‘I … Continue reading

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How a simply gorgeous woman took the prize at The World Series of Poker.

“It’s funny, isn’t it?” I said that, without quite making eye contact with her. “Over on The Strip, all the single women are wandering around the casinos and the clubs looking for guys. And over here, all the guys are … Continue reading

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Do you hope to save your loved ones from tyranny? First you have to turn around…

Tramps like us, everywhere else in the world, live in very grim prison cells and supplement their diets with captured insects. Our good fortune is not so much that our government is more free, but simply that its functionaries are … Continue reading

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Random observations on the Sin City scene.

I haven’t been to Las Vegas for six years, and a lot has changed. There are things I am specifically watching for — Vegas is so much like Phoenix that it’s very instructive to do-the-deltas, to focus on the radical … Continue reading

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Willie’s wager: Sun City, a new skein of Willie yarns, is going to make you cry.

Got teens? Among many other things, this book strives to redeem marriage and family for the generation of kids for whom stable families have been too rare.But it’ll be a cleansing cry, I promise. Sun City is the collection of … Continue reading

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Scouring the streets of Sin City looking for the itinerant raconteur of my youth.

The view from my fleabag.A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Let’s hit the road, toads. Home loves me, and, surprisingly enough, I love it, but I’ve been chained to a dog for ten years, and it’s time for me to put … Continue reading

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FREE Willie – Download a free eBook of classic Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie stories…

Why make the book free? To find out if you know the difference between price and value…I’m getting ready to publish the first of three for-pay books of Willie stories, so we thought we would put together a free sampler … Continue reading

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Singing the death of my Nasogirl at a Sun City garden party.

Sun City is mid-century-modern suburban elegance as witnessed nowhere else. Where, snide hipsters, do you suppose the always-hipper-than-you Don Draper lives by now? Golf in the morning. The pool in the afternoon. And grilled steaks and chilled cocktails on the … Continue reading

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Love me, hate me, I don’t mind. I can work with anything except indifference.

“The diametrical opposite of love might be hatred, but the absence of any emotion is simply blank indifference — what you feel after all the love, even the affinity, is gone. People can feel a sort of storgic hatred, where … Continue reading

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