April 2003 (Vol 2., Issue 4)

Welcome to my monthly blog-zine and the "Vegas" edition of Truckin'! This month's issue was a solo effort on my part writing all six stories, and two of them are from my recent trip to Sin City. I also wrote two new fiction bits: Baby, $2000, and the Dork Brothers and Jesus Next to Me, in addition to the April subway story: Subway Vision. Plus, I also reviewd five flicks for this month's Indie Film Review. Sit back, relax, and enjoy! Be Sweet, McG

1. Subway Vision by Tenzin McGrupp
We tried not to laugh, but the young kid sitting in the corner was amusing two of his female friends by answering their questions in a lively Jamaican accent... More

2. Baby, $2,000, and the Dork Brothers by Tenzin McGrupp
Once again I was screwed by the Dork Brothers, Cecil and Numnuts. What could I really do? Call the cops? They walked away with over two thousand dollars of Baby’s money, which I foolishly forked over on a sketchy drug deal that grew sketchier with each minute I paced back and forth in my living room... More

3. Vegas, Two Canadian Hockey Players, and a Kansas Blonde by Tenzin McGrupp
No other vice lured me into violence as much as gambling. I If don’t pay my bookie, I get my ass kicked. The rules are simple. Same goes for the casinos. Behave like a gentleman, or else... they drag you downstairs to a room with no windows, and hand you over to thugs named "Nine Fingered" Vito and "Fat" Jimmy, who may or may not remove your eyeballs with rusty ice picks... More

4. April Indie Film Review by Tenzin McGrupp
Reviews of the films: Sunshine State, One Hour Photo, Hi-Life, World Traveler, and Big Shot: Confessions of a Campus Bookie... More

5. Dealers, Cabbies, and Waitresses by Tenzin McGrupp
Every time I go to Las Vegas a different aspect of the gambling culture intrigues me. On this past trip, I would cogitate on the lives of some of the people whom I interacted with the most: card dealers, cabbies, and waitresses... More

6. Jesus Next to Me by Tenzin McGrupp
I hadn't seen him in a couple of months. Doug was an afternoon regular, someone average whom you wouldn’t be able to pick out of any crowd. He chain smoked Benson & Hedges, drank Molson long necks, and had an anxious manner in which he spoke... More