Sunday, May 21, 2006
A Whole Month For Part 2? Are You Kidding?
Yes, yes... I am utterly lame. Sorry. So when I finished the last posting, I was so tired from traveling... with a toddler... at 1am... and.... since then have been working my ass off to get our new house built... I'll try to do better in the future. I've been taking lots of pictures to show too.
So, we get Renee to the Monorail and head towards... the bar? (This is where I may need some help clarifying what happened.) We (Jay-Rod) met some guy with "money" when we dropped Renee off. He was with his girlfriend and a friend. Obnoxious guy (OG) and Desperate Girlfriend (DG) is what I'll call them. The friend was on his cell phone too much to really be a part of the story.
We needed some drinks and went to one of the little bars in the casino (ummm... Paris?). Gibby's Girl was fiercely attempting to win at video poker (and she did... $4), while McG and I started talking. (This is the part where I tell you intimate secrets about my feelings and really lose all manliness.) You know when you meet someone for the first time and it seems like you've know the person forever? That's how it seemed with McG. We saw things pretty much the same with OG and DG. Later on, as we toured the strip together... sober, we spoke of similar ideas and interests. And add in that we have boys that are about the same age and I felt like we could have talked for hour about nothing and everything... enough of the silliness.
DG began telling McG and I about their relationship, which is usually something I avoid at all costs. When people start throwing things out to strangers like this, I usually do anything to change the subject. For some reason, listening to a story about a potential trainwreck was appealing (I'm sure it was, in part, due to the alcohol). She informed us that they had gotten back together and had come to Vegas (I don't know which came first... Vegas or them getting back together). She proceeded talk about how they had sex all afternoon, which I doubted based on his and her "level of fitness." While she told us these things-not-for-strangers-ears, I kept getting this feeling that his idea of sex was a rough one. I also got the feeling that most of the reason she was with him was because of the money he could spend on her... and putting up with his little penis and rough sex was well worth the dough he would drop on her while in Vegas. (McG: Correct me if I'm wrong...) Just a feeling I got... there was more evidence through out the night, but that was where it started.
Anyway... we wound up back at TI (Treasure Island for all you non-Vegas people). We went to the... Tangerine? (Help me out here... ) OG had VIP tickets so we didn't have to wait in the mile long line (Don't think I don't realize what a whore I was for using them... I know... I got it). The place was absolutely packed with people. The music was okay and I wanted to dance. So... OG went to get drinks for everyone and I asked if I could dance with DG. We were already kind of dancing as a group anyway and it seemed the easiest way to dance without having to dance with some random girl through out the night. He looked at her and pulled her close to talk to her. Then they left together to get drinks. I just shook my head to McG...
As we stood there, a girl in a school girl outfit was hanging out near us (we'll call her SG). I don't think she was all that great looking, but what she was wearing was hot. Unfortunately, her friend was huge! I don't mean overweight... I mean morbidly obese. And she wouldn't let SG move so much as an inch away from her. So, as the great wingman that I am, I squeezed between them while McG moved to SG's six. He talked and I danced with the ogre (which is fine with me... I really just wanted to dance). After a while, McG was obviously not going to go to "missiles," the ogre grabbed her hand and they moved off into the crowded club. McG had this huge grin on his face, lowered his sunglasses. WTF! All that I time spent on distraction and for what? (FYI: I wasn't really expecting anything... I just thought it was fun.)
I keep looking at my watch because the monorail closes at 3am (or was it 2am?). OG and DG were doing some nasty grinding action on the dance floor. OG looks at everyone, points to the bar and heads toward it, leaving DG behind. McG starts dancing with her, so I join in. She's laughing and then tells us we are going to get her in trouble. OG comes back, hands a drink to DG and McG. I mention this not to complain about not getting a drink. It seemed pretty obvious that he was making a point... and I understood clearly. I told McG that I was heading out to catch the monorail.
As I sprinted to get to one of the last monorail rides of the evening. I fumed over, what I thought, was his insecurity. Was he really threatened by a married man? I don't know. Maybe I misperceived the events... who knows. I bought a coffee at our hotel, took it upstairs with me and set it on the nightstand.
I woke up in the morning and.........
Part 3? Maybe I'll get to it in another month, eh?
So, we get Renee to the Monorail and head towards... the bar? (This is where I may need some help clarifying what happened.) We (Jay-Rod) met some guy with "money" when we dropped Renee off. He was with his girlfriend and a friend. Obnoxious guy (OG) and Desperate Girlfriend (DG) is what I'll call them. The friend was on his cell phone too much to really be a part of the story.
We needed some drinks and went to one of the little bars in the casino (ummm... Paris?). Gibby's Girl was fiercely attempting to win at video poker (and she did... $4), while McG and I started talking. (This is the part where I tell you intimate secrets about my feelings and really lose all manliness.) You know when you meet someone for the first time and it seems like you've know the person forever? That's how it seemed with McG. We saw things pretty much the same with OG and DG. Later on, as we toured the strip together... sober, we spoke of similar ideas and interests. And add in that we have boys that are about the same age and I felt like we could have talked for hour about nothing and everything... enough of the silliness.
DG began telling McG and I about their relationship, which is usually something I avoid at all costs. When people start throwing things out to strangers like this, I usually do anything to change the subject. For some reason, listening to a story about a potential trainwreck was appealing (I'm sure it was, in part, due to the alcohol). She informed us that they had gotten back together and had come to Vegas (I don't know which came first... Vegas or them getting back together). She proceeded talk about how they had sex all afternoon, which I doubted based on his and her "level of fitness." While she told us these things-not-for-strangers-ears, I kept getting this feeling that his idea of sex was a rough one. I also got the feeling that most of the reason she was with him was because of the money he could spend on her... and putting up with his little penis and rough sex was well worth the dough he would drop on her while in Vegas. (McG: Correct me if I'm wrong...) Just a feeling I got... there was more evidence through out the night, but that was where it started.
Anyway... we wound up back at TI (Treasure Island for all you non-Vegas people). We went to the... Tangerine? (Help me out here... ) OG had VIP tickets so we didn't have to wait in the mile long line (Don't think I don't realize what a whore I was for using them... I know... I got it). The place was absolutely packed with people. The music was okay and I wanted to dance. So... OG went to get drinks for everyone and I asked if I could dance with DG. We were already kind of dancing as a group anyway and it seemed the easiest way to dance without having to dance with some random girl through out the night. He looked at her and pulled her close to talk to her. Then they left together to get drinks. I just shook my head to McG...
As we stood there, a girl in a school girl outfit was hanging out near us (we'll call her SG). I don't think she was all that great looking, but what she was wearing was hot. Unfortunately, her friend was huge! I don't mean overweight... I mean morbidly obese. And she wouldn't let SG move so much as an inch away from her. So, as the great wingman that I am, I squeezed between them while McG moved to SG's six. He talked and I danced with the ogre (which is fine with me... I really just wanted to dance). After a while, McG was obviously not going to go to "missiles," the ogre grabbed her hand and they moved off into the crowded club. McG had this huge grin on his face, lowered his sunglasses. WTF! All that I time spent on distraction and for what? (FYI: I wasn't really expecting anything... I just thought it was fun.)
I keep looking at my watch because the monorail closes at 3am (or was it 2am?). OG and DG were doing some nasty grinding action on the dance floor. OG looks at everyone, points to the bar and heads toward it, leaving DG behind. McG starts dancing with her, so I join in. She's laughing and then tells us we are going to get her in trouble. OG comes back, hands a drink to DG and McG. I mention this not to complain about not getting a drink. It seemed pretty obvious that he was making a point... and I understood clearly. I told McG that I was heading out to catch the monorail.
As I sprinted to get to one of the last monorail rides of the evening. I fumed over, what I thought, was his insecurity. Was he really threatened by a married man? I don't know. Maybe I misperceived the events... who knows. I bought a coffee at our hotel, took it upstairs with me and set it on the nightstand.
I woke up in the morning and.........
Part 3? Maybe I'll get to it in another month, eh?
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
BloggerCon Dinner, Part 1
If you didn't go to Vegas this weekend for BloggerCon, you definitely missed out on some absolutely wonderful people! It's very interesting to meet people face to face after reading their blog for several months. They aren't strangers, but at the same time... I don't' how to explain it! The point is: I have never felt so comfortable with a bunch of people I had never really met.
But let's get to the good stuff, eh? Renee, Darla, Dane and I took the monorail to the Paris ("not really Paris" as I have been told by SOMEONE) and then on foot (and stroller) to the Aladdin to meet everyone at Max's Cafe. I forgot to bring my e-mail from Paige and for some reason had it in my head that we were meeting at Lombardi's. After a quick call to Paige and a restrained walk/run, we made it.
There sat Paige, Gibby's Girl, McG, vbkim, Jay-Rod (nobody loves Mudslides more than you!), Bornfool, Kira and Alex. I think that if I didn't take Dane to Kira right away, she might have taken him and run. Right after we arrived, WordWhiz, Paul, Ol'Hoss and Vickie showed up. We ordered dinner and a few drinks.
Now a few drinks turned into shots of tequila. Now, when I say shots what I really mean is 8oz. glasses of tequila (3 of them to be exact... imagine our surprise to find out they were 3 fer 1... oh my...). Kira describes very precisely what happened here, but here are some pictures (you know... to give you a better idea).
Luckily, Darla and Dane had left to go back to the hotel. After several stories from Jay-Rod ("Connecticut") and McG ("my Dad hates you"), we decided to escort my wife back to the Monorail.
As we walked through some of the shops, McG had to get into a breakdancing/You-Got-Served Showdown with some local teenagers. We also stopped for a "mudslide," a miller beer and a flat tire, while Renee pleaded for us to keep moving toward the Monorail.
Stay tuned for part 2 of BloggerCon Dinner (sorry, I'm pretty tired... you'll understand later).
But let's get to the good stuff, eh? Renee, Darla, Dane and I took the monorail to the Paris ("not really Paris" as I have been told by SOMEONE) and then on foot (and stroller) to the Aladdin to meet everyone at Max's Cafe. I forgot to bring my e-mail from Paige and for some reason had it in my head that we were meeting at Lombardi's. After a quick call to Paige and a restrained walk/run, we made it.
There sat Paige, Gibby's Girl, McG, vbkim, Jay-Rod (nobody loves Mudslides more than you!), Bornfool, Kira and Alex. I think that if I didn't take Dane to Kira right away, she might have taken him and run. Right after we arrived, WordWhiz, Paul, Ol'Hoss and Vickie showed up. We ordered dinner and a few drinks.Now a few drinks turned into shots of tequila. Now, when I say shots what I really mean is 8oz. glasses of tequila (3 of them to be exact... imagine our surprise to find out they were 3 fer 1... oh my...). Kira describes very precisely what happened here, but here are some pictures (you know... to give you a better idea).
Luckily, Darla and Dane had left to go back to the hotel. After several stories from Jay-Rod ("Connecticut") and McG ("my Dad hates you"), we decided to escort my wife back to the Monorail.
As we walked through some of the shops, McG had to get into a breakdancing/You-Got-Served Showdown with some local teenagers. We also stopped for a "mudslide," a miller beer and a flat tire, while Renee pleaded for us to keep moving toward the Monorail.
Stay tuned for part 2 of BloggerCon Dinner (sorry, I'm pretty tired... you'll understand later).
