Tuesday, November 7, 2017


I've been vegan for about 13 years now.
I think it's a great thing for the health of the planet and yourself. I also think it's an ethical imperative since animals have the capacity to suffer. You can read this book if you want. Animal Liberation: The Definitive Classic of the Animal Movement

I manage a restaurant that offers a fairly impressive vegan menu.

Sometimes restaurants make mistakes. A guest said that the same mistake was made on her order three times on three separate dates, which sounds very strange. She claims she received real sour cream (instead of vegan sour) on the side of a vegan quesadilla. It makes me think that she might be perceiving our vegan sour to be dairy even though it isn't. But nonetheless, it was to-go order, so I don't have the luxury of finding out if she's right or wrong.

She got online to blast the restaurant on Yelp and Facebook, and here's where I think she hurts vegans. If you go online to blast a restaurant trying to cater to your minority view of the world, it makes restaurant people simply not want to cater to it. If my restaurant ripped the vegan menu out, it wouldn't even be a blip on our bottom line. We do it because it's a growing opportunity and because it's fun and interesting. We think it sets us apart from other restaurants, and we think it's a great way to contribute to a community. Also, some of us are vegans.

And if you blast restaurants making an effort to be part of the vegan community, you're hurting animals. When McDonald's finally gets around to offering something vegan, there will be stinkers like this lady making every executive there throw up their hands and say "fuck this vegan shit, let's just keep doing what we're doing; it isn't worth the trouble."

Friday, August 25, 2017

Have You Seen Logan Lucky?

Logan Lucky is a little heist film that will remind you of Ocean's 11 for more than one reason.
I had to go to Red Rock Regal in order to see this one because it wasn't playing at the spot by my house. But that's OK, it's a great cinema.

The plot revolves around West Virginians who are pretty spot-on when it comes to West Virginians that I've met except better-looking, a little easier to understand, and not one racist amongst them.

One's even a wounded veteran.

I had to see this because I'm a fan of Soderbergh, who basically reinvents himself every time he makes a movie but has a recognizable ludic aesthetic if you're really looking.
If you like fast cars, crazy plot twists, and funny dialog in your expert heist flick, this is for you. It's a great night at the movies. 

The only thing I didn't like was Seth MacFaralane's weird Englishman energy-drink-owner, who was way over-the-top and too conveniently ass-hole-ish. He was too much for me and ruined parts of the narrative. Funny enough, Daniel Craig plays an rural American effortlessly to the point you forget who he is almost immediately. There's talent for you.

But there was one sequence in which the daughter performs for a pageant: touching and sad on so many levels, it makes you wonder what you're "supposed" to be getting and then not care because it's an emotional moment that serves as a kernel of a soul and a reminder of what's at stake for a summer-fun heist flick. 

It kind of reminds me of Cohen bros. at their best meets Steven Soderbergh. Is that fair? Who cares? It also reminded me of Smokey and the Bandit and another awesome car/heist movie Baby Driver. I'm glad I caught it in the cinema.

Monday, August 21, 2017

Have you seen Girls Trip?

What I like about this film overall is that it's not a "black movie." And I mean to say that this is the GET OUT of comedy. It's not a film about racial stereotypes, but it's a film that doesn't ignore them either. It's a good movie if you like raunchy comedies that deign to attempt to transcend their genre.

Think Farrelly brothers at their best meets Ice Cube at his best.

Every time it panders to the lowest common denominator with piss or penis jokes, it buys you back with a lesson about loyalty and sisterhood that comes off as genuine because it's not acknowledged until the films denouement, which is predictable, but worth it.

There's even a stupid trope about the dangers of absinthe sold in a Michael Epps cameo that's derivative, but everything in comedy is just another cue telling us when to laugh, so it's excusable or at least as excusable as when they did it in EURO TRIP. It's a hallmark of the genre of buddy trip comedies, and they do it well enough.

I think it's the only decent comedy I've seen this year, and that's sad since this country needs it so much right now. Maybe this country always needs it.


Sunday, July 30, 2017

Have You Seen DUNKIRK? BTW, the Batman Movies Sucked

Dunkirk. a magnum opus, was an incredible use of Christopher Nolan’s bag of tricks. If you like those tricks, you’ll love Dunkirk. Fun with time relativity, action set pieces that pose as works of art, heavy themes that tug at the edges of the narrative, and a refusal to show a handsome man’s face. Dunkirk shines a light on something most Americans are woefully ignorant about, so it’ll probably be history teachers’ new lazy-day film pick. Verisimilitude in motion, it makes everything seem so real it reminds me of idiots telling me how realistic his Batman movies were.

It’s the director’s finest film with hardly any missteps. It reminds me how much I dislike his Batman movies.

His turn at Batman was obviously a genius held captive by a cadre of fools demanding he finish a trilogy for trilogy’s sake.

“Can I please shoot a film on 35mm about a space crew stuck in black hole time warps?”
“Not until you give us another Batman movie!”
“Can I please make sweeping epic about the evacuation of Dunkirk shot on 70mm?”
“We’re going to need another Batman movie!”
“Bloody hell!”

So what did we get? A military Batman who blows things up with military weaponry and unilaterally extradites foreign nationals. Anyone who says they’re set in a more realistic world is delusional. It’s a militaristic world, and after 2001, that’s what film execs thought we wanted and would accept as “real.” One can see his obvious talent, but we already knew he was special with his previous films.

To me, Batman is either the smartest man alive and the world’s greatest detective, or campy and cool. Campy and cool is hard to pull off, but it’s worked before. The greatest detective, smart-guy stuff is harder, but there're tons of comic material ripe for adaptation. Anyway, he was never a super soldier, and only a shitty studio exec would ask him to be.

Anyway, fuck those Batman movies despite their fleeting moments of brilliance. Yes, there are plenty of moments evidencing Nolan's genius; that doesn't make the movies great. Even an iconoclastic, career-defining performance by Heath Ledger does not a great film make.

I love Dunkirk, by the way. I think it's one of the best things I've seen in a theme I'm actually so bored with I almost didn't go. Do we need another movie about the second world war? Maybe not. But Christopher Nolan's voice is certainly worth listening to, and I think it'll go down as one of the better examples of the genre. 

Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Universe Fucking: An open letter to Max Perkins on his birthday

Dear Max,

I know it feels like the universe is a malevolent force or at least an indifferent one.

I've decried the fools who have the nerve to tell the downtrodden if they put good vibes out into the universe, the universe will reward them with good luck. It's an offensive conceit. Anyone whose breath's been knocked from their guts knows no good vibes will save them.

You've elucidated through postings and rants how you feel about the universe and those who espouse stupid Sufi sayings in defense of universe fucking. And yeah, fuck the universe I guess. Who cares anyway?

But it seems to me you're wrong about one fundamental thing: separation from the universe is a persistent and tricky illusion.

You are the universe. You're a tiny, maybe insignificant part. But that's kind of cool I think.

The universe is infinite, so you're infinite.

It's usually pretty beautiful too.

So indeed, the universe doesn't care about you or me just as our bodies and minds don't care about us, but that really shouldn't matter.

And hey, being an infinite being part of a swirling glowing expanse is pretty nifty, right?

Your pal in the void (there's no such thing as a void),

Sky Jack Morgan

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

The Stuff of Nightmares

Chef Arshad is convinced Von Hagens is out there Berking people in order to obtain subjects for his art. It truly is the stuff of nightmares, but there is something in his work that is undeniably thought-provoking and interesting, something more than just a macabre attraction.

I went to an exhibition of Body Worlds Koerperwelten in Germany many years ago and was astonished and fascinated. It's a remarkable feat to plasticize and and arrange corpses into sometimes beautiful poses for eternity.

I also went to the permanent exhibit inside Luxor. It's worth checking out if you're in Vegas. I'm always curious how the artists get these bodies. I'm guessing most people are like Arshad and think they're murder victims. I doubt that. Most are donated by the people while they're alive, supposedly. (bwahahahahaha)

The corpses in sexual positions are particularly bizarre and haunting. They're challenging, as all artistic endeavors pushing the outside of our sexual more envelopes are. And if art is supposed to be dangerous and thought-provoking, Body Worlds and works like it definitely delivers.

Here's a cool article about it.

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Everyone's Buddy-buddy Now.

I've always really enjoyed the Fast and Furious franchise. Back before everyone called movies franchises, I loved how Universal could throw together funny movies about physics-defying cars filled with action, adventure, larger-than-life dudes, and sexy ladies. If you compare it to Universal's old monster movies or MGM's monstrous musicals, which were pretty cheap to make and brought back truckloads box-office cash, you'll quickly understand why they keep making these movies and why they insist on rolling out the Mummy's bones and Dracula's carcass every few years.

But Fast and Furious refuses to take itself seriously and aims to merely entertain. I'm personally sick of comic book adaptations pretending that their stakes are high or that we should ever be taking a man in clown makeup or bat ears in earnest. And don't get me started on Star Wars. Star Wars has morphed into a hyper-serious futuristic (?) Fast and Furious franchise.

Anyway, I still love these big dumb movies about big dumb cars and big dumb guys and gratuitous booty shots of ladies whom I doubt I'll ever see at a street race. But there's one thing that bothers me.

The extremely loose force that bonds the movies' characters to one another and, indeed, the films themselves to one another is the mantra "family," and they kind of stuck a middle finger to that in this eighth outing.

Statham is one of the only action stars around young enough and charismatic enough to appear alongside the Rock and Vin Diesel, so it makes sense they'd want to keep him around for as many sequels as possible, but he Killed Han. And his brother killed Han's girlfriend. And now they're hanging out with Statham on a rooftop in New York doing their final movie prayer scene ritual. Statham's not in the family, and shoehorning him in is less believable than a Cuban crime boss helping out or a muscle car taking on a submarine or even an EMP that can kill any vehicle except for the one driving it around.

And now they're talking about making a spin-off film with the Rock and Statham going on madcap missions to catch bad guys or something. And I'll dutifully trudge my way to the cinema to see those spin-offs just as I'll slouch toward whatever horrible new direction Disney churns out for the beloved characters of my childhood.

Maybe Kylo Ren will be a good guy by the end of the latest Star Wars trilogy, paling around with Cehwbacca, and everyone will be gasping "but he killed Han!" And I'll be there saying, "yeah, but Fast and Furious did it first."

Thursday, June 30, 2016

The Nihilist Audi

I have this car I love. It's a 2007 Audi A4 convertible; it's name is Nietzsche. I take really good care of it. I clean it regularly, get it serviced all the time, always park away from others, etc. Last week, someone thought it would be funny to put a knife into the top of my car.

I was pretty angry about that. But then, I thought "well I've got insurance; this isn't so bad."

I took it to the appraiser, and they said the top is worth more than my car. I've driven this thing fewer than 5000 miles in the last two years. There are only 93k on it. I've really been hoping to just pay it off and drive it for free for as long as I could. Just keep it in pristine condition, and everything would be fine. But those are just plans. The best laid plans...

Anyway, I don't know what is going to happen to Nietzsche. But the life of a car is meaningless, and so is everything else if you're into the whole nihilism thing.

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Thrillist Wrote an Article. I'm in it, and there's a Cartoon of Me, too!

That's me next to Li'l Jon. He used to like to stop by the Lobby Bar at MGM Grand after his sets at Hakkasan to drink tequila; maybe he still does. I don't know anymore because I don't work there anymore. I miss it a lot sometimes, and this article makes me see it all with rosy glasses. It's also really cool to be mentioned in an article like this. It was a long time coming, and I wish I'd been there long enough to print it out and frame it on our wall.

Casey Childers spent a whole 24-hour period in our bar. He saw a lot. It was a slow day, so I wish he'd seen how crazy it got, but he saw enough. He talks about a lot of my team, and it was an honor to work with them.

Check it out.

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Geeks Who Drink at Beerhaus

We've been doing Geeks Who Drink quiz night at Beerhaus for a few weeks now, and I think it's pretty awesome. Summer is generally the slowest time in Vegas, so to have locals show up week after week is really cool and really helpful because Beerhaus looks better when there are people in it.

We do Trivia from 8 - 10 every Tuesday night. There are prizes. Beer!

Last week, we had 11 teams. The goal is 18 so Micky can get an assistant. I think we're the only one on the strip doing a trivia night like this, so I hope it continues to grow as strip-dwellers hear about it.