The more things change, the more they stay the same.

Business as usual here lately. Monday night worked at Fridays, the first day back since Vegas. Always nice to get back to the grind. After work Brad and I went with some other co workers to Damons. Had a few there, then went out to Hot Z to have some more drinks with Droz and Brads friend Nick. Had 3 beers and a shot of jager which really put a hit on me. Then if that wasnt enough, Brad and I went down to the Springhouse, and had a few more. We talked to Hollywood there for a bit, then took back to the Compound. There, quite a night unfolded. I was blitzed to start, but then we started in on the X Box Kareoke that Eric picked up. First we listened to the gold that Matt and Eric recorded earlier. That was great as is, then we all made some more songs that had me laughing harder than i laughed in ages. Tears were flowing, i couldnt stay in my seat and i nearly yakked. Just like the Golden Days at the Compound.

Then tonight Eric, Donna, Gary and I went over to Kate's parents house for their party to commerrate Kyle and Kates engagement. They played a funny Newlywed game that Eric made a blast.

College starts again in about 4 weeks, and i cant wait to get back learning....



Current TV: Seinfeld
Current Mood: end the pain

Las Vegas, what a town!

Whew...just back from Las Vegas last night at 4 am.  What a trip.  That city never sleeps.  There is no such thing as a last call.  You can get beer at any moment, any minute of the day.  We stayed at the Lady Luck hotel, on the 23rd floor across the hall from my Uncle Barry, Aunt Betty, and my cousins Kristy and Barry.  I also got to see my Uncle Jack and Aunt Mary Lou, who live out there, and whom i am so very jealous.

I think my dad said it best:  "5% of the United States most beautiful women are in Las Vegas, Nevada at any given time."  So many hotties wearing so little.  Seriously, everywhere you look.  But for every stunning beauty, there were nearly as many crazy asses, who were either drunk or total whackos.  I dont know how many times people came up to me asking for cigarettes or dollar bills and what not. 

We checked out the strip which was nice, but it was hot as hell.  It was 120 degrees at its hottest, which was about 50 or 60 degrees hotter than the temperature in Philadelphia when we flew back.  The sun just beat down unforigiving...but its better than the hotness in Lancaster because there is no humidity.  I ended up getting pretty chapped lips from it.  We saw Caesars Palace, the MGM Grand, Bally's, along with Paris and New York, New York, both of which are huge hotels modeled after each city.  Just unbelieveable.  We stuck mostly to a place called the Fremont Experience, which is worth the trip alone.  Lined with shops and casinos, its a street about 1-2 football fields long.  But the real treat is the half-dome built over top of the street.  It has a GIANT tv screen built into the underside of it, which shows these unbelievable programs like alien invasions, water shows, a tribute to the USA, and an Elvis bit.  Along with a huge sound system, it would totally blow you away.  It truly has to be seen to be believed. 

Then there was the buffets.  Ohhh, the buffets.  Every casino has one, and we checked out 4 total.  Just rows and rows and tables and tables of great cuisine.  I cant believe i didnt gain any weight in the trip, but i guess walking in the damn heat took it all off. 

I stuck to gambling on the slot machines.  My dad tried his luck on the black jack tables, and won a small amount.  I pumped i guess about 50$ into various slot machines and have nothing to show for it.  I would win small amounts occaisionally, but i would lose it soon after.  I guess its part of the experience, throwing money away Vegas style. 

All said, it was a great trip.  I got a few t shirts, an off the wall Vegas ashtray, and the crown jewel:  a 5'x3' Canadian flag which i found in a gift shop for 6$.  Another quest is realized.  If i had to pick to the worst part, it would be the 5 hour plane rides back and forth, but even those were managable. 

Current TV:  Unsolved Mysteries
Current Mood:  Back to the grind.

 

Its the Marquee de Nable! Enemy of the People!

It has been a unreal week or so.  Last Wednesday, we all adjourned to the SpringHouse for Kareoke, in which we rocked or did not rock the house, depending on who you asked.  We sang We Didnt Start the Fire, American Pie and Friends in Low Places.  No Summer of 69 though. 
 
Then onto this weekend, i started off at College's party where there was a multitude of people.  I got a call from Jeff Henry of all people, who was at a "That Fish Place" party at Patty Little's house.  Nice to see that Jeff Henry and i can still hurl insults at each other like days of old.  Plus Lauren was there, and was wearing a smoking outfit, which i just loved.  Then back to the party at Kyle's house, where upon leaving i backed into Kate's sisters car.  Just like old times. 
 
Now i go to Las Vegas in 3 days, and it should be super. 
 
Current TV:  Law and Order SVU
Current Mood:  no work!

My Name is SUE, HOW DO YOU DO!?

Not bad. Went to the mall to try to gather my tips and paycheck from Fridays, but all the managers where holed up in some meeting so i had to leave penniless. Might try to get them later with Braud. Earlier today i went over to the Compound to get my Marlins hat, then turned out to drive Don and Braud over to get pizza. Then it was to the SpringHouse to have some beers with Fries, who i ran into.

Kareoke is going down tomorrow night, and from what i hear its gonna be loaded, so that means we can make fools out of ourselves infront of tons of strangers. Cant wait for that.

Other than that, theres really not much to live for. Looks like i'll be in the garage if you need me.

Learn it:
O Canada!
Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!
From far and wide, O Canada,
We stand on guard for thee.
God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

Goolies!

Tonight was pretty cool. Worked for 22 minutes at Fridays, before leaving and checking out Ruffino's for some slices. Got my pictures back from Maine A Mania, and they turned out great...even if a number of photos were taken without my knowledge.

Later in the night, i met up with Brad and Dan at the Spring House for some merry ale, and then had a beer or so with Eric after he finished work. Then we went down to the former Emersons, to check out the biker white trash wet tshirt contest. All of the girls were nasty, but a few took their t shirts up...so it wasnt too bad, but still left you with a sick feeling in your gut. BUT, i did see JOHN F'N DANKS, the greatest bartender of all time and that will ever be. Danks was the man when he tended bar there, making life in general worth living. Seems that he has a bar of his own now, so that will be the new destination. Afterwards, we went down to the Villa Nova, where Eric tried to get served to no avail. That served to piss Brad off, since he knew the bartender. It was a valiant try, but i understand why it pissed Brad off. Later i drove Brad home and we had a nice long conversation in the Compound driveway about life in general. One of those talks that afterwards, youre really glad you had.

Red Sox won tonight, and they seem to have gotten off the schnide that they were mired in. Still 6 games behind the Yanks, so they have work to do.

Am i wrong to think that Anna Heche is hot, even thought she's a butch dyke? OH well, not my problem, the FOOD ALONE IS WORTH THE TRIP!

Current TV: Psycho
Current Mood: a little better, but still sucks.

The food alone is worth the trip!

Maine A Mania came and went and it was quite interesting. Four and a half days spent in Maine with the Constein Clan getting eaten alive by mosquitos. Here are some of the highlights and/or lowlights of the trip:

-Van Ride From Hell: We set out at 9pm Friday night. 7 people crammed into a Quest with tons of luggage and groceries and a dog that shed more hair than previously thought possible. We were crammed into the Van from 9pm until 6am when we arrived in Maine. Then since we could not get into our place until 2. So we drove around in the van until 2 when we finally arrived and could enter the house.

-7 cases of beer consumed in 4 days. Molson Canadian, Miller Light, Bud Light, Corona and even a six pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon Pounders. That and we took to shots of Southern Comfort and Lime starting at 11:50am at one point. Every day consisted of waking up, screwing off, then getting loaded as the night ended.

-Gary the Insult Comic Man. Every day, i was barraged with a slew of classic insults from The Animal. Classic stuff, like did the doctor spank my mother when i was born, or does my hat have 4 corners on it as well, or questioning my baseball knowledge of Jim Thome's home run totals or the correct record keeping of the sacrifice fly.

-Whats Up!?: We ventured out to Bath, Maine, and Eric made his way thru the town wearing these great cop sunglasses yelling WHATS UP!? to every attractive girl that dared pass by. It became the catchphrase of trip, along with "say puppy!" and "the food alone is worth the trip", both via the classic comedy Almost Heroes.

Finally the trip ended with The Plane Ride From Hell. We got to the airport at 4:30 in time for our scheduled 5:15 flight. 4 delays later, we finally borded at about 9:10. It was a horrid wait with nothing to do while we waited thru each delay. Finally we got on the flight and there was a totally psychotic drunk New York skank who was trying to hook up with a guy she met in line. They sat in the back, and this guy realized what a bitch this girl was and told her to shut the fuck up, and she went nuts, crying and swearing, and yelling that she hoped the plane would crash. Then she said she would kick anyones ass who messed with her luggage, spilled her pills everywhere and tried to light up a cigarette. We went from supposed to being home at 8 all the way to after midnight. The perfect capper to the entire trip.

There were bright moments, like the ESPN NHL hockey tournament that Matt won, which included a 7 overtime thriller between College and Braud. The celebration woke up Gary who ran down in his boxers to see what the hell was going on. Seeing College piss drunk was a nice flashback to days of old, but his special brand of humor was a tad off putting, if you were there, you know what i mean.

So now i have 2 weeks to save up for Las Vegas. What a month.

Current TV: Law and Order
Current Mood: ah hell.