NiftyNiblick
1960s Chick Magnet
Twenty-five years ago, Enter the Night was the name of the stage show at the old, since imploded Stardust Hotel & Casino in Las Vegas.
I used to love the Stardust. They had a great rib joint there similar to the one I used to frequent when I was in Maine.
The cocktail waitresses were beautiful, flirtatious, and thus well tipped.
I did generally well at their tables, too.
The hotel gave me, as a preferred customer, a very expensive golf bag with their logo on it. I value it very much among my keepsakes.
I knew the lead showgirl, Aki Alma, who performed in Enter the Night at the Stardust. We weren't super close friends or anything, but we corresponded by email from time to time
while she was getting her law degree at UNLV. Aki stood almost six feet tall, spoke five languages fluently [Dutch was her first], and was one of the most spectacular looking human beings walking [and dancing] on this planet.
She's still working as an entertainment industry lawyer in Nevada. I smile just thinking about her.
That was my recollection whenever I saw the words "Enter the Night."
Now we have an idiot "contributor" on this forum called "Into the Night."
His avatar is a red parrot or similar exotic bird, and he's as dumb a motherfucker as anybody could possibly imagine.
When I see that stupid red bird, however, instead of lamenting about the devolved mutants we have slithering around our feet,
I think of the drop dead gorgeous Aki and wonder how she's doing. I hear she's a mom now, and with genes like hers to pass on, that's great.
As for Into the Night, who shall henceforth be called "birdbrain," fuck him.
I used to love the Stardust. They had a great rib joint there similar to the one I used to frequent when I was in Maine.
The cocktail waitresses were beautiful, flirtatious, and thus well tipped.
I did generally well at their tables, too.
The hotel gave me, as a preferred customer, a very expensive golf bag with their logo on it. I value it very much among my keepsakes.
I knew the lead showgirl, Aki Alma, who performed in Enter the Night at the Stardust. We weren't super close friends or anything, but we corresponded by email from time to time
while she was getting her law degree at UNLV. Aki stood almost six feet tall, spoke five languages fluently [Dutch was her first], and was one of the most spectacular looking human beings walking [and dancing] on this planet.
She's still working as an entertainment industry lawyer in Nevada. I smile just thinking about her.
That was my recollection whenever I saw the words "Enter the Night."
Now we have an idiot "contributor" on this forum called "Into the Night."
His avatar is a red parrot or similar exotic bird, and he's as dumb a motherfucker as anybody could possibly imagine.
When I see that stupid red bird, however, instead of lamenting about the devolved mutants we have slithering around our feet,
I think of the drop dead gorgeous Aki and wonder how she's doing. I hear she's a mom now, and with genes like hers to pass on, that's great.
As for Into the Night, who shall henceforth be called "birdbrain," fuck him.
