Our buddy Casey last posted about the Island a week ago, when he commented on the 12 things he had to do. (How's the list going, by the way. Inquiring minds want to know.)
Since then he's consumed himself with planning his birthday party, something most adults rarely put more than a few minutes into. And of course, he's been hanging out with his new grifter friends.
We strongly suspect that by the time the party rolls around this weekend, the whole island idea will be on the back burner. He has two new "islands" on his mind and the money is likely to follow them.
The question is whether he'll actually get around to telling his assembled guests (who at last note include the big-tittled fraudseter herself) that he's dumped the whole island idea in favor of investing his money in some form of a scam.
We should note that it may or may not actually be a pay-phone scam. While these are not all that uncommon, it's quite possible that the twin hucksters (the one with her own twins, and the fat guy) have something else up their sleeves, or down their blouses, as the case may be.
We were thinking it could even be fun to show up to Casey's party just to meet her. We'd be interested in finding out exactly how far she would go if presented with a sufficiently valuable "mark." We suspect that a weekend sans-Mike in Tahoe would not be out of the question.
And that's the way it is at FalseCasey HQ, where idle thoughts like that are just idle, because we really have better things to do, and our friend Claire is far better endowed than either Lisa or Angel.