Be the best one you can be.
Better to be a one trick pony with one great show...then a jack of all trades filled with life's B-movie roles.
True greatness isn't always about being the biggest and the best...on the biggest stage in the universe
True greatness is being the best on the stage you're placed on...playing the cards dealt you, bluffing when need be, going all in when need be, folding when need be, and always showing your "A-Game."
Vegas Vince is the quintessential one trick dog and pony show for real. But that's ok.
My tent is my castle....and so long as my act is my best....I'm cool with that. Cuz that's true greatness...no matter how many fans are there to applaud.
From the forthcoming book VEGAS VINCE: LIFE, LOVE, AND BUSINESS BEHIND THE 8-BALL
February 2010
xxx Vince
May U Live 2 See The Dawn.
May All Your Dreams Come True.
May U Always Remain....Forever Young.
Monday, November 16, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Vegas Vince: Life Behind The 8-Ball....What I Know For Sure.
Dear Peeps:
I woke up today and realized that there is little honor in being a martyr.
I realize that I've become that as of late....and it ends now.
Because what remains of my life....and yours.....is precious.
I have always preached against the "sheep mentality"....the Jones Family....and other lemmings and herds.
Vegas Vince aint no "victim."
I aint no martyr either.
House Cleaning 101 begins today.
No longer do I live vicariously through those who take from me...while giving their best to others. It ends today. With this post. Because I owe myself better then that.
The gravy train has ended. From now on....those who take from me...either give back equal value...or they get eliminated from life...just like that. Period. That's the way it works now.
It's not a comeback....Vince is back.
What do I know for sure?
From the forthcoming book:
VEGAS VINCE....LIFE, LOVE, AND BUSINESS BEHIND THE 8-BALL....(February 2010)
1. NEVER SELL OUT.
Rats get fat....while good men die.
I hate snitches.
A "snitch/rat" is the lowest form of life...because anyone who can sell out their OWN integrity will have little problem selling out YOU.
A snitch is person who lives vicariously through any life but their own. A rat is a bottom feeder....and they will take your ass down hard...for fun and profit.
In the end....HONOR AND INTEGRITY are the only true trading currencies we live and die with....so keep yours intact....even if it hurts.
Even if it costs you 5 years of your life.
Because "that my friends...is called integrity."
xxx Vegas Vince
Friggin' Legend!
I woke up today and realized that there is little honor in being a martyr.
I realize that I've become that as of late....and it ends now.
Because what remains of my life....and yours.....is precious.
I have always preached against the "sheep mentality"....the Jones Family....and other lemmings and herds.
Vegas Vince aint no "victim."
I aint no martyr either.
House Cleaning 101 begins today.
No longer do I live vicariously through those who take from me...while giving their best to others. It ends today. With this post. Because I owe myself better then that.
The gravy train has ended. From now on....those who take from me...either give back equal value...or they get eliminated from life...just like that. Period. That's the way it works now.
It's not a comeback....Vince is back.
What do I know for sure?
From the forthcoming book:
VEGAS VINCE....LIFE, LOVE, AND BUSINESS BEHIND THE 8-BALL....(February 2010)
1. NEVER SELL OUT.
Rats get fat....while good men die.
I hate snitches.
A "snitch/rat" is the lowest form of life...because anyone who can sell out their OWN integrity will have little problem selling out YOU.
A snitch is person who lives vicariously through any life but their own. A rat is a bottom feeder....and they will take your ass down hard...for fun and profit.
In the end....HONOR AND INTEGRITY are the only true trading currencies we live and die with....so keep yours intact....even if it hurts.
Even if it costs you 5 years of your life.
Because "that my friends...is called integrity."
xxx Vegas Vince
Friggin' Legend!
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Stay Thirsty My Friends! Sales, Marketing, Sex, and Beer!
Love it or hate...this is a kick ass sales and marketing campaign that works on many levels.
Perfectly targeted to just the right demographic....and a perfect example of why the product takes second place to the "dream."
In this case..."stay thristy" takes on an entire new meaning.....notwithstanding the fact that by drinking Dos Equis....you might end up in a threesome with Paris Hilton and some hot Asian Chick because you're that damn cool.
Brilliant Brilliant Brilliant...marketing.
Stay Thirsty...my friends.
xxx Vegas Vince
Perfectly targeted to just the right demographic....and a perfect example of why the product takes second place to the "dream."
In this case..."stay thristy" takes on an entire new meaning.....notwithstanding the fact that by drinking Dos Equis....you might end up in a threesome with Paris Hilton and some hot Asian Chick because you're that damn cool.
Brilliant Brilliant Brilliant...marketing.
Stay Thirsty...my friends.
xxx Vegas Vince
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Love and Loyalty.....and Living Forever.
How do I live forever?
Maybe it's wishful thinking nestled in a hidden part of my my mind, or maybe it's the last stop in the vast design of things--or perhaps for a character like Vegas Vince...who climbed on a world that went by too fast, it is a place around the bend where I can jump off the ride for just a second to enjoy the sunlight and serenity...and reflect on the girl I love the most in this world.
She knows who she is. And she knows why I love her so much. The real reason.
The girl who "busted me" out for lack of a better catch phrase....from a bad place.
Witness if you will a dungeon made out of mountains, salt flats and sand that stretch to infinity. The dungeon had an inmate: Vegas Vince aka MattyBoy.
The prison? My life.
An old rusty car, with bad brakes, that sat in the hot summer sun and went nowhere--for there was nowhere to go.
Now witness if you will a man's mind and body shrivelling in the hot desert sun, a man dying from the thirst of loneliness....
Take away a man's dream, fill him with whiskey and despair, send him to a lonely bridge, let him stand there all by himself looking down at the black water and try to imagine the thoughts that are in his mind. You can't.
But there was someone who could....and and she found me...and saved me....space and time be damned.
How will I live forever?
I will live forever by GIVING the one person in my life who loves me the most....my heart, my soul, my dreams, my talent, my wisdom, my humor, my body, my love, and my loyalty........so that she can take "me" with her long after I'm dust.
In the final sunset of life....I am pretty damn sure that we can count the number of true friends on one hand if we are lucky.....and if we are able to give "them" a part of our "heart" while we are alive....I believe it will live in them forever...only to be passed along for infinity.
Love never dies....its like the "little angel on the shoulder"... I believe.
I'm hopeful that the part of me that mattered to her the most...will live on long after I am gone.
I realize now that genuine friendship and love is based on wanting the person you love the most to be happy....even if it hurts sometimes. That's real at least. And I think in the long run...it's honest too.
So here's to you my friend.....I thank you for more then you'll ever know...and appreciate every moment I have you in my life.....and here's hoping that some day down the road....you take a part of me with you....when I aint here to give it you anymore.
Until then.....thanks for all you give me. I have a reason to keep going now.
Vinnie loves ya!
P.S. "Yo Nisey Girl.....you'se was the Angel..."
xxx Vegas Vince
Maybe it's wishful thinking nestled in a hidden part of my my mind, or maybe it's the last stop in the vast design of things--or perhaps for a character like Vegas Vince...who climbed on a world that went by too fast, it is a place around the bend where I can jump off the ride for just a second to enjoy the sunlight and serenity...and reflect on the girl I love the most in this world.
She knows who she is. And she knows why I love her so much. The real reason.
The girl who "busted me" out for lack of a better catch phrase....from a bad place.
Witness if you will a dungeon made out of mountains, salt flats and sand that stretch to infinity. The dungeon had an inmate: Vegas Vince aka MattyBoy.
The prison? My life.
An old rusty car, with bad brakes, that sat in the hot summer sun and went nowhere--for there was nowhere to go.
Now witness if you will a man's mind and body shrivelling in the hot desert sun, a man dying from the thirst of loneliness....
Take away a man's dream, fill him with whiskey and despair, send him to a lonely bridge, let him stand there all by himself looking down at the black water and try to imagine the thoughts that are in his mind. You can't.
But there was someone who could....and and she found me...and saved me....space and time be damned.
How will I live forever?
I will live forever by GIVING the one person in my life who loves me the most....my heart, my soul, my dreams, my talent, my wisdom, my humor, my body, my love, and my loyalty........so that she can take "me" with her long after I'm dust.
In the final sunset of life....I am pretty damn sure that we can count the number of true friends on one hand if we are lucky.....and if we are able to give "them" a part of our "heart" while we are alive....I believe it will live in them forever...only to be passed along for infinity.
Love never dies....its like the "little angel on the shoulder"... I believe.
I'm hopeful that the part of me that mattered to her the most...will live on long after I am gone.
I realize now that genuine friendship and love is based on wanting the person you love the most to be happy....even if it hurts sometimes. That's real at least. And I think in the long run...it's honest too.
So here's to you my friend.....I thank you for more then you'll ever know...and appreciate every moment I have you in my life.....and here's hoping that some day down the road....you take a part of me with you....when I aint here to give it you anymore.
Until then.....thanks for all you give me. I have a reason to keep going now.
Vinnie loves ya!
P.S. "Yo Nisey Girl.....you'se was the Angel..."
xxx Vegas Vince
Monday, July 27, 2009
Vegas Vince....TRUE LIBERATION.
"True Liberation....is the ability to create and control your own destiny...without the need nor obligation to ever ask for anyone's permission..."
--Vegas Vince 7/2009
So much to teach....so little time. xxx
--Vegas Vince 7/2009
So much to teach....so little time. xxx
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Vegas Vince: The Last Hurrah Tour
As I ponder my life...I am reminded that nothing is sadder then wasted talent. I was the worst of offenders.
I am reminded that nothing hurts more then giving away the last piece of your heart to another...and not getting it returned...when the novelty wears thin in her eyes....and she moves on for greener pastures.
I have broken off so many pieces of my heart in the past 40 years...I'm truly amazed I have enough left..to keep beating.
Upon reflection...I'm not bitter.
I guess....I'm just tired. Tired of it all.
And there is a certain calmness that comes with the realization that I have no one to blame but myself.
Because when you can honestly say that...you don't need to make excuses anymore....and/or blame others. I was dealt a pretty good hand of cards in my life...and I folded them more times then I can remember.
To be honest...I've worn out my welcome...in more then a few places.
Maybe next time around I'll get the shit right. lol.
As I look to the future I don't see very far ahead anymore... which tells me I better figure out how to find a sliver of happiness in the "now".
Cuz tomorrow...I fear...might just be debt collection day.
xxx Vince
I am reminded that nothing hurts more then giving away the last piece of your heart to another...and not getting it returned...when the novelty wears thin in her eyes....and she moves on for greener pastures.
I have broken off so many pieces of my heart in the past 40 years...I'm truly amazed I have enough left..to keep beating.
Upon reflection...I'm not bitter.
I guess....I'm just tired. Tired of it all.
And there is a certain calmness that comes with the realization that I have no one to blame but myself.
Because when you can honestly say that...you don't need to make excuses anymore....and/or blame others. I was dealt a pretty good hand of cards in my life...and I folded them more times then I can remember.
To be honest...I've worn out my welcome...in more then a few places.
Maybe next time around I'll get the shit right. lol.
As I look to the future I don't see very far ahead anymore... which tells me I better figure out how to find a sliver of happiness in the "now".
Cuz tomorrow...I fear...might just be debt collection day.
xxx Vince
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