Mmmmm Fun.
So for her birthday, Madd wanted to go to Vegas for the weekend. Her, her co-worker Elida, Marco and I got into the car and had a ball.
FRIDAY
Left @ 7:30pm in ugly yellow Ford Mustang convertible. Decided to go to Tony Romas in Ontario for food. Relatively easy drive. Got to Vegas @ 12:30 am.
Got settled in to our rooms. Marco and I got a room in New York New York, and Elida and Madd stayed at MGM Grand. Discovered my sunglasses broke. Marco and Elida laughed (Marco much more viciously).
Decided to go to Paris for drinks. I started out with a Long Island Iced Tea and got really wasted.
At 4:30am Elida and Madd decide to cab it back to their room. Marco and I decide to walk the strip. We stop off at Monte Carlo and put a few quarters in slot machines. Got more libations.
At 5:30am hunger overtook us so we went to Carrows. Mmmm food.
Get back to our room at 6:30am. The sun is coming up and my system is shutting down.
7:00am finally got to sleep.
SATURDAY
Wake up at 1:30 pm. Try to find the whereabouts of Madd and Elida. The finally called from Orleans. In the meantime, Marco’s sunglasses broke. Tee hee. Karmic revenge.
Cab to Orleans. The driver started talking about getting offers to suck his dick and shit. Very trippy shit.
Food at this Italian restaurant across from the buffet @ Orleans. Really good food I must say.
Cab back to MGM. Decide to go visit Elida aunt.
While driving, this smarmy guy starts hitting on me. I must say that it was a weird episode.
Driving around Las Vegas with the top down. Nothing too eventful I don’t think. My memory is hazy. Sorry.
Stratosphere! Went to an Oxygen bar. I know. How LA of me. But it was nice. I must take more people to get this done. For $17/person, it was pretty good.
Went up the tower to Stratosphere. Took a postcard piccy with Madd. I’ll scan it when I get the chance. It’s really funny. Seriously.
Dinner @ Ricardo’s in the MGM. The best chips I’ve ever experienced. Really salty and greasy. Mmmmm.
Got ready for Ra (the nightclub @ Luxor). This included 2 bowls of pot. Mmm.
I must say that I hate nightclubs, especially the trendy ones with straight people. Ugh. Fortunately Marco feels the same way I do. We flee.
Walk around with drinks. Talked. Blah blah blah. Eventually made it back to the room and changed.
Madd calls. Go to IHOP. Mmmm. Self Explanatory.
Sleep @ 5:00am.
SUNDAY
Wake up at 10:00am. Get shit together and check out.
11:30am — meet the grrls. They decide to get a frozen drink in those big plastic things. I grip my coffee for dear life. Mmmmm. Coffee.
Go to Sephora @ the Alladin. I do some window shopping at the stores.
3:00pm. Food @ PF Changs. Madd and I can never get away from that fucking place. Stuffed myself to the brim.
4:30pm. Marco and I decide to walk back to the MGM to get the car and pick up the girls. It starts to rain. Lightning was seen from afar. Quite cool I must say.
5:00pm. Got the hell out of Vegas.
Got gas near the border. Gas is cheaper in Nevada. Pull up to a nearby hotel and got our picture taken with our ugly car by a complete stranger. Elida’s sunglasses broke.
7:30pm. Before we hit Barstow, traffic comes to a complete stop. I decide to have a cigarette break. After about 15 minutes, traffic moves again.
11:30pm. Home sweet home. Sleep. Work.
What did I learn? Karma will always come back to bite you on the ass. Mustangs are shitty cars. I must visit Vegas more often (the last time a went was 2 1/2 years ago). Everything in Vegas looks closer than it actually is. My poor legs.
Ok. I think I’m going to get more sleep. G’night.
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