bday/superbowl weekend TR

[Bababooey323]

here goes my trip report, trip review, whatever ya wanna call it.


part 1


Friday morning, I wake up. It's my birthday. I am now 23... I came home drunk the night before and fell asleep, so I didn't have a chance to pack. I got packed and ready, then my friend picked me up at 10am. We hit up the BevMo to purchase a HUGE bottle of Patron Silver, and some of those squeezable plastic lemon juice things. Also made sure we were fully stocked with herbals. (I had a little bit of prescription vicodin on me, too, so I guess I'm a real outlaw.) Anyway, we hit the road... On the way, there is a casino called Buffalo Bill's, 45mins or so outside Vegas. We pull in there because we know a couple of guys who always stop by there on their every trip to Vegas, and always leave winning. So, we played some blackjack, and left Buffalo Bill's as losers; my friend being down just five bucks, and me, $75. I wasn't too happy about losing money and not even getting any comp points for it. lol...and the bloody mary they served me might have been the worst I've ever had...but anyhow- Back on the road to Vegas, we went.

After three and a half hours, not including 2 stops we made, we make it to LAS VEGAS!! We proceed to check in at the Monte Carlo. There's no line, so we just walk straight up. I slip in a $20 sandwich, and the young dude in an eager-to-help manner asked what I'm looking for, rubbing his hands together and acting as if we're making some secret drug deal in the parking lot of a Burger King...and I just said any complimentary upgrade would be nice. He mentioned a high floor room with a good view of the strip, my friend and I jumped on it. Meanwhile, I was thinking about asking if we could get a suite... I should have. The room was on the 26th floor. The view was nice, but that was the only good thing about the room. It was shitty. It didn't even have a seperate shower, just a small, shitty tub. Just a real shitty room, even the TV sucked. It wasn't plasma, it was like something from the '90s, and there weren't even any real channels on the damn box. As far as hotel rooms go, Excalibur > Monte Carlo... by far... and I'm no fan of Excalibur.

The view:


My buddy and I had a few hours to burn 'til his brother and cousin arrived. They were on the way, and had hit major traffic. They left a couple hours after us 'cos one of them had to work. So, we settled in our room, got some ice from the machine, and poured ourselves some Patron Silver on the rocks. We enjoyed some drinks and had a nice smoke sesh, then decided to head out to find a cure for our munchies. We stopped at the Dragon Noodle inside the Monte Carlo, got some chow mein with chicken. About $20 for something that would cost about $4 in Hollywood, but who gives a shit, we're in Vegas, baby!! We got our meals to go, headed back to our rooms, and started munchin' away. Delicious, by the way.

We finished eating, then decided to head down for some gambling. So far on this trip, I was down $75. I hit the slots. Started with $100, was down a little, ended up at the really big Wheel of Fortune slots. I was sort of drawn to the seat. I had most of the hundy in the ticket, I put it in, then started playing away... I lost that hundred, then put in another... I took that down to about $20, and I was making small bets at that point. Max bet was $4; and I planned after I lost that hundo, I was gonna call it quits. So yeah, I was just betting 2 credits at that point, and I hit the Wheel of Fortune bonus spin round for the third time. The first two times it landed on something small, so I didn't end up with much. This time I wasn't very enthusiastic, and didn't stand up. (Game tells you to stand and watch the wheel spin) I just sat there, looking up, and saw it land on $10,000. On my first spin, it nearly landed on $10,000, but landed on something very small next to it, leaving me bummed out; so when this time it landed on that, I was extra excited. I printed the ticket, I had well over $200. I had won back all my slot losses, and a portion of what I lost at Buffalo Bill's. I was happy with myself. Shortly thereafter, my buddy and I head back up to our room. We enjoy some drinks and have another sesh, and his brother and cousin arrive. They join us for drinks and tokes. We have a blast just shootin' the shit.

At some point, we start to get dressed and prepare to hit up Tao. My friends brother (who is also my friend lol) said he got us on the guest list through his job and we were gonna get in for free. The company he works for handles some shit for Venetian and Palazzo, at the moment it escapes me what, exactly. Anyway, we exit the Monte Carlo, and hop in a cab. To the Venetian!

[Bababooey323]

part 2


I don't really remember the first cab ride. I just remember sitting in the back of the minivan-esque cab. So we arrive at the Venetian, my friends cousin (who is also my friend...lol again) pays for the ride, tip included. We enter the Venetian. My friend and I hit the players club, his brother and cousin can give two shits about club cards, so they decide to go get their gamble on. My buddy and I get our Grazie cards, and start gambling ourselves. After gambling for some time, we head to the bar, and have some drinks.

We decide it's time for Tao. We order our last drinks. I ask the bartender if he knows how to make a Red Headed Mexican (a tequila based cocktail a friend had recommended,) the bartended said no. I asked what tequila based cocktails he knows how to make besides a kamikaze, which is what I had been drinking. (was trying to only drink tequila throughout the trip.) He said a margarita. So I ordered a frozen margarita, as sort of an homage to Andy Botwin, the character on WEEDS, the Showtime series.-- We headed to Tao with our drinks; the bouncers told us to trash them before we get in line... we took our final gulps; then trash them, we did. Kind of odd throwing glass cups in a trash can, but whatever's clever, holmes... So we get in line, drink free...and after standing in line for about ten minutes, one of the bouncers noticed my friends brother was wearing sneakers. He informed him that he can't get in, so we left. I hadn't noticed his sneakers. He was well dressed, except he was wearing white sneakers. Although stylish, and matching, but white sneakers, nontheless. Had I noticed, I would have definetly commented. YNAWMSAYN? So then we just decide to get more drunk and get more gambling done. I didn't mind, I consider gambling a great time, and I really wanted another drink. I end up losing some money on the slots, then $175 on some poker table game I hadn't heard of or seen anywhere else before. (not three card, four card, or spanish.)-- I don't remember leaving, but I guess at some point we decided to leave. We went back to our room, and had many more laughs, then slowly started falling asleep, a person at a time.

I got a few hours of sleep in, Saturday I wake up and discover my friend is vomiting. Don't remember if he started before or after I woke up. For a couple of hours, he kept running back and forth from his bed to the toilet. Lots of loud, lengthy upchucks. I was exchanging texts with Aria and Chapp. After my friend was all done vomiting, he decided to rest in bed and watch some TV. He was very cranky, and was being impossible to talk to. His temper was going through the roof. I couldn't take any more of his shit, so I left the room. I went down to the Sports Book, and placed a bunch of bets. Several on the Superbowl, with my money on the Saints, of course. Too bad I bet the over... I also bet on the Lakers to beat the Spurs, Nuggets to beat the Jazz, and Hornets to beat the Bobcats. I then went around looking for a place to eat. I found myself in the food court. I suppose the pizza joint appealed to me the most. I step up to Sbarro's, and order my meat delight pizza. I grabbed a Mike's Hard Lemonade with it, and found a single seat table in the food court to sit at. I give the pizza a 2.5/5. After I finished my big slice, I walked back to Sbarro's, and bought a bottle Jack Daniels Jack & Coke which appealed to me earlier. It was alright. My friends brother tried it later in the room and loved it, as he's a big fan of Jack Daniels, and whiskey, in general. So I drink my Jack & Coke as I make my way back to the room. When I get there, no one is in the room. I get in bed, and knock out.

[Bababooey323]

part 3


After about a couple hours or so, my friends brother and cousin come back to the room, and I start waking up... We just chill for a bit, then my friend comes back; he's had time to ditch his attitude, so he's himself again. We get baked, do a little drinking, get the munchies, and the two of us decide to go downstairs to get something to eat. We couldn't settle on a place inside the Monte Carlo. I was pretty much up for any restaurant besides the buffet, I especially wanted to go have some sushi over at Dragon Noodle, but my friend didn't feel like having anything in there... Only thing inside the entire Monte Carlo that he wanted was the buffet, which was surprising, 'cos that was the worst buffet I have ever seen. The best thing they had was pizza, for cryin' out loud. He wants to see if there's anything to eat out on the strip, and I agree, so we exit the Monte Carlo and don't really see anything around, but New York New York is right there, so we decide to go check what restaurants they've got. He didn't like anything in there, either. ESPN Zone appealed to me, I figured I could eat and watch the Laker game I had money riding on. I had already won my Hornets bet, and lost the Nuggets bet. They were both big underdogs, so I'm glad one of them came through. -- My friend goes up to ESPN and asks for a table for two. While we're waiting to be seated, he says he doesn't wanna eat, and leaves to gamble. He actually left me alone to eat by myself... Someone came and took me to a seat that didn't have great a TV view; he proceeded to take me over to a booth that had it's own little TV set within the wall. I had my own booth and TV, it was awesome. I had some shrimp pasta type fish, forgot what it's called, pretty common, and cheese fries to follow. Meanwhile consuming plenty of booze. Cocktails and beer. The Lakers win, I finish my meal, and leave to the casino with the last of my drink. I gamble a bit, lose a little money, then head back to Monte Carlo. By this point, my friend had already called me to inform me that he's heading back to the room. So I leave NY NY, and find my way back to my room. It had been a while since my friend returned from NY NY, so he was pretty drunk off the Patron Silver. All three of them were pretty lit. I myself was feeling pretty good. They had only left a little of the tequila; enough for about half a cup. I poured it all on the rocks; bottle empty. We finally empty the huge $90 bottle. Biggest Patron bottle I've ever seen. I drank up, and we started getting ready for Rain.

My friend and I had been looking forward to Rain for a couple of weeks. We're into house/trance, especially him. So we enjoy another smoke session, and finish the last of our Patron Silver's. It's time for Rain. [scene missing] -- Leave the room, make a quick stop for munchies and water in the lobby store, then try to catch a cab ride over to Palms. The line for cabs outside the Monte Carlo is long as shit, so we say fuck this, and walk to where the cabs come in to pick up the guests. We go to one cab, he says he can't pick us up. The next guy takes us in. There was already close to $5 on the fair-meter, and he said if we wanted the ride, he had to leave it like that. We agreed. I sat in front of the minivan-esque cab. I was already feeling good. I decided to fuck with the cabbie a bit, I said "So, whos the best ecstacy dealer in town?" knowing very well it was a stupid question. I don't know what else I said after that, exactly, but I had the cabbie laughing, and making jokes in return. My friend had bought a big box of mini donuts, he ate a few, then gave the rest to the cabbie, who was thankful. We arrived at Palms, the fair came down to $12.something. My friend said he's got it, I said "I got five on it," and whipped out a five. He pulled out a ten, and we got out, having left about $3 and box of donuts for a tip. lol...almost $9 if you include the extra $5 for the fair-- So, I find the Stuff Store, and we buy our wristbands, then we get into rain. IT IS HAPPPPPPENNNIINNGGG. Believe it. I was under the impression that Paul Oakenfold was gonna be performing, but it was some robotic DJ duo rockin' the stage. My God, they put on an unbelievable show. The fire show and light show was just mind blowing.-- In hindsight, I was pretty drunk, but at the time I thought I was kinda sober. I ordered a shot of Patron Silver with a kamikaze cocktail to boot. I drank the patron, then hit the dancefloor with my drink. I was dancing with some girls, I finished my drink, then went back for more. I got another Patron Silver and a margarita. I drank the Patron, then hit the dance floor with my margarita... After about a minute or two, I drop my drink on the floor, completely spilling it. I say fuck it, head back for another order. This time, I just get a shot of Patron Silver. As I was ordering at the corner of the bar, I heard a couple dudes who just met mentioning AOD. I was about to say something, but didn't recognize them, so I thought I'd say something after I had my drink. After I got it and drank it, either they left or I completely forgot about 'em, I don't remember... but they were both at least mid 30s. Anyway, that was the last drink I had. I hit the dance floor again, and that's where I blackout. - Also, while at Rain, I was exchanging texts with Aria. At one point, a group of you were there, but we missed each other. They left WAY TOO SOON to go to Moon...but that's a good thing, they didn't witness me make an ass out of myself. lol

I remember absolutely nothing after that, I just woke up the following morning with no recollection of anything. I was kinda pissed, 'cos I was loving the show, and only had very little memory of it... from what I do remember, though... Wow... I am mos def hitting up Rain on Saturday night next time, as well.

I have no memory of what happened after that point, but this is some information I have gathered:

-At some point I disappear for 30-45mins. No one knows where I was. Obviously, neither do I. Was probably with a broad.

-I am bumping into people, and bumped into 2 walls. I was kicked out after seen bumping into people and/or walls. My friends escorted my drunk ass out. lol

-I wanted to go to Ghost Bar. We stood in line for Ghost Bar, but my friends decided I was too fucked up, so we started to leave.

-While leaving, I was saying "Let's go get our Players Cards" lol 'cos I had planned to get a Palms card.

-I vomit outside Palms. In the plants, I think.

-We go into a minivan-esque cab with only a couple seats in the back. The rest of the seats have been put down, so there is a lot of leg room. I sit in the back. The cab driver asks my friend if I'm going to be sick. My friend says no I'm ok, and he hops in the front. Immediately after he gets in, I throw up in the back. All over the extra leg room space. We get out of the cab. The cab driver tells my friend that we need to pay to have that cleaned, my friend says "Okay, let me go get him so he'll pay," and we all quickly hop in another cab, and drive straight off. -- I guess we're assholes, but I laugh my ass off everytime I think about that. (I basically got carried out of one cab, and dragged into another. lol)

-I practically get dragged and carried to my room; on the way, I hit on girls.

SKIP:

Sunday morning...

[Bababooey323]

part 4



Sunday morning, I wake up. I don't remember getting back to the room. I remember just barely getting to the damn club! Shit. I am in bed with my clothes, have 1 hours worth of memory from the night before at Rain...and I have to take a piss. I feel okay, though. No hangover, really. I walk to the bathroom, and see that someone's commited a major VOMIT JOB. There was puke all over the toilet, some on the walls... I immediately got disgusted, thinking "Which one of these animals did this?!" but also, in the back of my mind, I was saying "Shit, I don't remember shit, I really hope it wasn't me..." lol I felt okay, and didn't feel like I had vomited at all. Soon the guys woke up and informed me that yes, it was indeed I who was responsible for the mess in the bathroom. haha

We just relax in the room. My friends cousin goes out for a stroll on the strip, then returns about an hour later. The brother and cousin take off after noon. They head back home. My friend and I just chill in the room. I stay in bed. We order room service. We eat while watching an episode of Community, and an episode of Modern Family on my laptop. The Superbowl starts, we start watching that. I've got a shitload of bets down, but all I really won was the money line on the game. I had bet the over. Knew it was a longshot, though, so I bet small. During halftime, I jump in the shower. It's the 4th quarter, the Saints are up. We decide to head down to the sportsbook. We get there, then the Saints score another touchdown. NICE!!!!!!!! It's set in stone, I'm gonna be cashing out tonight! So the game ends, and I collect my winnings. (including basketball bets from the prior night.) Before leaving, I eat a couple pieces of yellowtail sushi, and a couple pieces of tuna sushi at Dragon Noodle. That place was really great. I recommend it if you're ever inside the Monte Carlo and need a meal.

We hit the road. Hasta la vista, Las Vegas! Que paso, Los Angeles?!

I didn't really get to do much... I wanted to do so much, yet I ended up doing very little...

Can't wait 'til May, shit is gonna be awwwf tha hook.


I left Vegas, being down a total of $87 in regards to gambling. Losing $87 is considered winning in Vegas, so I'm happy with it...and it's the year of my birth. lol... I was keeping track of my wins/loss'

Also, before leaving, I placed a bet on Mayweather to beat Mosley for the fight on May 1st. Hope to collect my winnings during May Invasion!

[DJ Ran]

Nice report, made me laugh a few times. Sounds like you guys partied pretty hard.

[Matt]

Nice TR, it's too bad you didn't meet up with us.

[dnix]

Nice TR. should of tried another club on Fri night. Although Ive never had problems, I always hear Tao is the worst about dress.

[Bababooey323]

Nice report, made me laugh a few times. Sounds like you guys partied pretty hard.

lol thanks, we sure did...coulda partied harder if we got into tao on fri., and if my friend would agree to stay til monday morning... he was looking forward to leaving since sunday morning, and was saying he missed his bed.

[Bababooey323]

Nice TR, it's too bad you didn't meet up with us.

thanks, i know. next time. you gonna be out in may?

[Bababooey323]

Nice TR. should of tried another club on Fri night. Although Ive never had problems, I always hear Tao is the worst about dress.

thanks- yeah, but that woulda meant having to go back to the room, so he can change his footwear... we like to gamble, so we just decided to get drunk and gamble. lol

[Matt]

thanks, i know. next time. you gonna be out in may?

Nah, can't afford it.

[nyc2vegas]

good job booey! the vomiting in the cab bit.....who has gone to vegas and NOT been in the same position of either you or your friends? haha

[SunFire]

part 3


I have no memory of what happened after that point, but this is some information I have gathered:

-At some point I disappear for 30-45mins. No one knows where I was. Obviously, neither do I. Was probably with a broad.

haha same shit happened to me but that was cause of the damn open bar..... so good but so painful

[Bababooey323]

haha same shit happened to me but that was cause of the damn open bar..... so good but so painful

lol i've never had access to an open bar... there's no telling what could happen...

[Bababooey323]

good job booey! the vomiting in the cab bit.....who has gone to vegas and NOT been in the same position of either you or your friends? haha

thnx. haha yea i know