The Bigger They Are...
Location: Sands Casino East, Atlantic City, NJ
Rough day. First Joey, then this. Not that it was a
surprise. I knew about The Sands East going down.
Hell, Momo and I agreed that it needed to go if we
were gonna' build another one in Vegas. I'm even
pushin' the button for the detonation. Figured I
built the place, why not be the guy who knocks it
down, right? That's not to say there isn't a little
nostalgia that goes with bringing the joint down. My
last shows before I walked were there in the Copa
Room.
I was gonna' pick up Sammy, but I couldn't get him on
the phone. Apparently, he's gone into mourning over
Joe. I left word that he needs to buck up, we don't
know if Joey's gone for real or not, and there's no
need to start bawling like a girl over it until we
know. I didn't even try Dino, he never answers his
phone. However, the "Telethon Jew" has been lightin'
up my voice mail like a Christmas tree. I need to get
that friggin' iPhone up and runnin'
