Okay so not really. Have you noticed the swathe of infomercials that have been coming out that make you question if the product is even real. If not I suggest you visit the Hand Job website. One trip there will definitely show you the funniest yet lowest common denominator of retail advertising. Unfortunately it is real Virginia.
But now, for a limited time only I’m sure, you too can lessen your kitchen duties all in the name of practicing to be the next Gaslamp Killer or Z-Trip. Enter the Australian brainchild known as the Dish Jockey. It’s no Snuggie, it’s surely not a Necky or even a Hand Job… it probably won’t even clean your dishes but if you’re lucky it will provide a good laugh. Should it not then refer back to the Hand Job….
As my cab pulled up to the Maloof family’s Palms Hotel, I couldn’t miss the massive “Z-Trip’s Revolution: A Party for the People” sign towering above the parking lot. Just another piece of evidence confirming DJ culture was permanently etched in the entertainment landscape. Two back -to-back nights at one of Vegas’ biggest properties (Paul Oakenfold owns Saturday’s for his Perfecto night) puts guys with records on par with the city’s comics and American Idol winners.