It’s Christmas time and that means I’m in the mood once more. Below are the controls for the snow effect.

Change Wind | Stop Snowing

Soon as Christmas comes this stuff will be gone again.

It is now ten years ago that I first got fired from the worst hotel ever. Ten years ago. It just doesn’t seem that long ago. At the time it was a big deal I suppose. The first time is always the worst. The second time I got fired was much easier. I suppose if I was fired again it would even be easier. In fact if there is a next time I don’t even want the boss to have to give some bullshit excuse. Just tell me I’m fired and tell me to get the fuck out of the building.

Not that I think I’m going to get shit canned again. But I don’t really worry. I think there is a bigger chance that the new depression kicks in and the hotel industry dies in my local area. That would be such a horrible way to get fired. Something like that I have no part to play on the firing. I want to know that I’ve at least done something worthy of getting fired for. Like posting about how much the owners are douche bags or posting the memoirs of the ex account manager of the hotel.

Which really is my problem. This new hotel is just so good. There is nothing that irrates me. My boss is competent. For the most part my co-workers are not idiots. I have nothing to bitch about. That bothers me. I think I need to have the idiots and douche bags for me to be un happy at work. Which is to say I’m happy at work. It’s an odd feeling for me.

And that sums up my year in review. Everything is fine and it just throws me off.

I’m now starting to panic. Saturday is my brother’s wedding. I’m the bestman. I still haven’t the slightest idea what I’m going to say for my bestman speech. Stay tuned as use my website to write out my speech.

Today is the bachelor party for my brother. He is getting married on October 4th. Now the inevitable drinking and strippers will of course happen. But to my shock we are going fucking fishing. Fishing. I don’t fish. But it’s a group activity that the majority of guys will enjoy. Me I will be twitching without my net access. My brother has forbid me bringing my laptop. But I do have my Ipod Touch, so I will be getting some net here and there when we hit wireless hotspots. I also will be bringing my digital camera to document the fishing, boozing, and of course strippers.

Update
Checked into the hotel. Next stop the boat for fishing. I can’t wait.

Update
Here are some pictures.

I have to say it was a very stomach turning experience. This goes on my list of shit that is not fun in any way at all. For the first three hours I felt like I was fighting to not puke up whatever I had ate. The last hour I had got used to it and it was ok. Also the actual reeling in of the fish was some hard work. Another factor of it being in the not fun list. Worst of all is by the time we got back to the dock it was damn near 9 at night. Everyone was tired and we went to the hotel room and showered. We then ended up driving back home. No strippers. All in all it was a terrible waste of time, if it wasn’t for the fact I was spending quality time bonding with my brother and his friends.

If you’re from Las Vegas and you went to High School with me, this is for you. Everyone else ignore.

See I know you’re looking around here. I can see where people are from. You’re the only person in or around the Vegas area that I know who would do searches for the stuff you searched for. I can’t imagine what you think of me now you been inside my head. I didn’t mean to blow you off. Honestly. It wasn’t you. It was when we talked on the phone when I was at work. We talked about class reunions and how it would be fun to see how people we went to school with didn’t do as good as us. Something like that. I got to thinking, jesus I’m probably the least successful person in our class. That idea just freaked me out. It’s dumb really. I just didn’t know what to say if I came over. I’m the same. I’ve never changed. Probably never will change.

I like to think that shit doesn’t bother me. But it does. Anyway. I’ve got your number still. I just was too chicken to call. Sounds like I’m in high school still. So drop me a line if you’re not super pissed off at me. You can use the Contact Turk page to email me.

Here is some hot amateur porn skank in an ad for Extended Stay Hotels:

I just can’t stop watching this chick. The Extended Stay Hotels has even more videos of the chick licking shit. Click the blue room key. I got something I would like her to lick.

The Youtube video has been taken down. Here are some handy screen caps I took:

It even looks like the official website with the videos are gone.

Gawain puts the caller from the last post in perspective:

[05:44] Gawain: honestly I think its awesome that YOU are the person to go to to bitch about hotels.
[05:44] Turk: I guess
[05:44] Gawain: people CALL YOUR ASS UP.
[05:44] Gawain: you’re almost goddamn famous dude.
[05:44] Gawain: you are the Lum The Mad of the hotel world.
[05:44] Turk: hahahaha
[05:45] Gawain: Turk The Belligerent.

The Belligerent, I suppose that fits me.