Operation Enduring Inebriation

[RickyRekon]

Just got out of the gym, about to start the long drive from Whales Vagina(rough translation) to Las Vegas. Between XS tonight and the bottles at the bank tomorrow night, I hope to fill this, my first TR, with some very professional and gentlemenly stories... or not.

[JavaMan]

Ricky Reckon? Is that by any chance Ricky Rich?

In any case, hope you have an amazing trip!

[RickyRekon]

Nah, it's actually supposed to be RickyRecon but somebody already took it :/

So... here's a quick play by play of how my birthday weekend went...

Day 1-Jan 15th

Got to our hotel, the Signatures, which is a really great spot, it's not that far from the strip, I don't understand why people complain about the walk so often. Anyways, do the 20 dollar sandwhich I've been reading about here, get a free upgrade to a 2 bedroom suite on the top floor of tower 1.... nice.

My little sister and I get into the room, I freak out about the TV that comes out of the desk and we take a small power nap to conserve some energy for the night. I also forgot to mention, we bought a bunch of vitamin water and a bottle of grey goose to pre game before we headed out.

We(My sister and me) get up around 5pm or so, and start getting ready to go out to dinner with a couple of friends and play some beer pong at Osheas. Well, as my sister is busy taking forever to get ready, I decided to start drinking half and half vitamin water w/ vodka... I manage to kill half the bottle before my sister finally gets out the damn door, and despite being a jarhead, I hardly drink, so I'm feeling pretty damn good.

The next 3 hours, I hardly remember at all... the most recollection I got were from all the pictures from the other friends that were with us. I apparently rampaged down the entire length of the strip as we walked down to Osheas, acting like a generally crazy person, losing 500 dollars on a single roll of roulette, and dancing with a Micheal Jackson impersonator and some dude dressed as the Master Chief off Halo. We made it Osheas apparently, where I did not participate in any beer pong but instead flirted with some not so good looking girl at the bar. Albeit, I remember none of this, just going off what my friends and my sister told and showed me.

I come to in one of the bathrooms in my suite, in front of a toilet loaded with the previous contents of my stomach, great start Ricky, great start. It's about 11pm, and I had plans to meet with a host at XS at 1030 to get us in. After checking the time, I spring into action, still feeling like crap, but pushing through it, only because I promised my friends a good time, and it was my little sister's first time in Vegas. I manage to take a shower, and get some fresh clothes on, as my sister comes into my room and is all suprised to see me up and moving, she is, however(thank god) already dressed up and ready to go. I grab her up, call my friends, and have them meet us at the Wynn, where our host was nice enough to wait til damn near midnight to get us in.

XS was a decent enough time, danced, flirted, but was overall not too impressed, so we were gone after about an hour to... wait for it... Studio 54. I picked this spot, only because I remember a Dave Chappelle skit that took place in the one in New York, and wanting to go in since I heard there was one in Vegas... not too bad of a decision to be honest. The vibe was way more chill here and my friends all had a good time, I was still feeling sick and despite one girl who actually tried to drag me onto the dance floor(It was my birthday, apparently), I just wasn't feeling it. We still stayed til it closed, but I was definately not full of life and cheery as I usually am in a club, and thus, made few friends. Get back to the hotel room around 5 and pass OUT.

[RickyRekon]

Day 2- January 16th(The Birthday)

Slept in a little bit, friends had bounced already, as they had to work Monday, so now it's just me and the little sister... I really want to show her a good time, so I ask her what Cirque Solei show she wants to see, cause she's really into that stuff. She says Zumanity, to which, if I had known exactly what it was like, definately would NOT have gone with my little sister, but the show was still amazing and I have no regrets.

The actualy day was very uneventful... mostly just recovery. It wasn't exactly good pool weather, so we just walked the strip and got some lunch at the Toby Keith bar, cause he gives Active Duty military free burger fries and a beer . After that my sister took a nap and I called up Matt, our VIP host for the The Bank that night, to make sure our reservation is still solid. So the plan at this point was to catch the 730 showing of Zuminty, then walk over to the Bellagio, gamble a bit and go into The Bank for the night.

Well, my sister doesn't finish getting ready til about 7. Gives me 30 minutes to walk from the Signature to the New York New York, shouldn't be hard, right? My little sister decides to wear a pair of heels that she can hardly walk in so we are moving at the speed of snail... I make a command decision. I threw her on my shoulder and start jogging through the casino floor until some kind of security guy tells me to put her down, and from that point she just took off the heels and ran behind me. We make it there with 5 minutes to spare and take our seats. One of the actors starts interacting with my sister and she mentions it's my brithday, BAM, he moves us to a couch seat up front. The show is great, there was one really cool part where these two guys were fighting/dancing, that was probably my favorite part of the show, besides what happened to me at the end. One of the ballerina girls came off the stage, sat in my lap, then pulled me onto the stage, where I got to lay on my own little pillow as a couple of beautiful women undressed me(just the shirt and my belt) on stage... To say I was nervous would be an understatement, but it was alot of fun.

So the show ends, I thank the performers for making it a great time, and me and the little sister start walking to the Bellagio... nothing interesting happens.

1030 rolls around and Matt sets up my table and tells me that Neon Trees is doing a show there tonight... fucking AWESOME, he hooks it up with a dope table with an awesome view of where they are going to do their show. I throw a couple hundred his way and thank him, but he's not the one that walks us in. It's some other dude, I'm a little confused at this point, I gave this guy a hundred dollar tip as well, even though I never saw him again, learning experience, I guess. We get seated, meet our waitress, cool girl, Vanessa, order a bottle of Belv and a bottle of Patron for shooting . The club is PACKED by 1130 and the good times start rolling. I throw a bouncer(who was female, by the way, quite an oddity I thought) some money to keep a good eye on my little sister whenever I wasn't around, and she does, even walking her to the bathroom every time she had to go, which is just awesome.

A few hours go by, and I'm drinking pretty slow, remembering the night before, doing a good job of warding off the bottle whores and wanting the bottles to last, as I've heard some rumors about this place kicking people off their table. I headed to the bathroom for all of 10 minutes, come back and my little sister has somehow made friends with 5 girls, all of whom are just dancing around my table. My first instinct was, oh shit, that's it, night's over, but to my suprise these girls weren't drinking my booze at all. I let em stay for a while and really start drinking, one girl(who was not my type at all) hands me a bottle of some cheap champange watches me turn it upside down, then asks if I've got my birthday kiss yet... Now, I figured what the fuck, she just gave me some free booze, now I can be the bottle whore, and kissed her. 5 minutes later one of the girls was so drunk they all had to leave and I really had no problem... they were fun for an hour.

It's 130am now and I'm feeling great, dancing, having a good time, my sister is just busy on the dance floor, when they announce Little John was in the house celebrating his Birthday... Don't know if that means his birthday was on the 16th or on the 17th but I didn't care, I was celebrating my birthday the same day as little john lol. Neon Trees comes on, everybody goes CRAZY and they play Animal(of course) and 1983, then everything in the club goes back to the way it was.

300am rolls around and we've managed to nearly kill the belv but the Patron was still damn near 3/4 full, so I decided I had to make some friends. I go to the bar, start bullshitting with this guy, turns out he's here with his sister as well, I invite him down to try and pound some Tequila, his sister and her friend(who were locals) show up, I don't mind, we had some drinking to do. I tried to flirt a little with the sister, but her friend ended up catching my eye with her really bad cobra tattoo on her shoulder. I take to calling her Ms Cobra, which I figured would piss most girls off...

4am rolls around the club closes and we pour whats left of the Patron in a plastic cup and head out to Bellagio. Ms Cobra asks me where we we're headed next and I had no idea, she wants to head to Drais. I've never been there, but I've heard mixed things about the place. The 4 of us hop in her car, and drive to wherever the hell Drai's is. She gets us all in, no cover, and we dance for a little while before sitting at a table and bullshitting for an hour or so. Overall, this place was ok, good for a one time thing, but I really didn't like the vibe, I found it REAL shady. We bounced from there as the sun was just peaking over the horizon(like 8 or 9, maybe?). My little sister at this point was DONE, both alcohol and energy wise, so I had to get her ass back to the hotel room, but not before exchanging numbers(Yeah, I know).

Got maybe 2 hours of sleep and hit the road back to San Diego... overall not a bad trip, definately want to try one with all the JC people after I get back from the Stan

[nel167]

Great TR and sounds like you did it the right way. I think I have the same story as you about O'sheas the last time I was out in Vegas.

[mysticsavage]

I wish I came up with the title of this thread. Golf clap for you!!

[Murlin]

Nice!!! Well done

[hellomynameiskristin]

Sounds like fun! What a great big bro you are!

"Bottle Whores"...love it!

[Rogue715]

Day 2- January 16th(The Birthday)

The 4 of us hop in her car, and drive to wherever the hell Drai's is. She gets us all in, no cover, and we dance for a little while before sitting at a table and bullshitting for an hour or so. Overall, this place was ok, good for a one time thing, but I really didn't like the vibe, I found it REAL shady. We bounced from there as the sun was just peaking over the horizon(like 8 or 9, maybe?). My little sister at this point was DONE, both alcohol and energy wise, so I had to get her ass back to the hotel room, but not before exchanging numbers(Yeah, I know).

Sounds like you didn't need to bust out the military ID at all!
Great TR! Stay safe

[DaveA]

great report - that had to have been pretty wild being up on stage. I think I would have been tempted to ad lib the part!

[Gunner31]

Great report. Hope my upcoming trip ends up being just as good.

[mrankimonki]

Niiiiice - it's sad that so many of us learn the same tipping the wrong people lesson. It should be written all over vegas... :P but what's importnat is that we all have a GREAT time. Way to live it up and treat your sister!

[RickyRekon]

Standby... I've got another one coming as soon as I can find the time... just got back from a trip with a party of around 15 people and a pretty epic night at Tryst on a Saturday night.

[ChappStick]

Great name for a TR.

[RickyRekon]

My god.... I've learned so much since this greenhorn experience