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It Feels Like I'm Still Here!

Discussion in 'Vegas Trip Reports' started by HurricaneMikey, Oct 23, 2007.

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  1. HurricaneMikey

    HurricaneMikey A-List Buffoon

    Jan 25, 2002
    Southeast of Sin City
    Trips to Las Vegas:

    My Trip Report


    Recovery is a slow process, the older I get. Here it is Tuesday night, and I'm still hurtin' from the weekend. And I didn't spend half the time drinking as some of the other folks did. I can just imagine how Angy, Sin, and Sticky are feeling...

    Anyhow, the NSF party began for me at midnight on Thursday. I'd been at work that night, but was on a five-man dice crew for the entire shift, which made the night seem extra-long. So when I had the opportunity to skip out after 11:00, I took it. I made a quick call to the Mother of All Buffoons, Suite Madame Angy, to tell her that I was on my way, and she said that everyone was hanging out at the Plaza, still going strong.

    I walked in, the first thing I was was Uncle Fester lurking about in a bathrobe, before I realized that it was actually Larry the Surfing Sailor, but he didn't see me. I heard Angy, getting drunk and winning and blackjack, so I snuck up behind her to say hello.

    The first thing she said to me was "guess who else is here?" and my response was "Sticky--that lyin' Canadian bizatch!". Yep, she snuck in under the radar after convincing us that she couldn't come, but as soon as Angy mentioned a surprise guest, I knew it was her. I looked over and saw her 'degenerating' at a Pai Gow table with Snert and Larry, so I went over to say hello.

    Three tables at the Plaza had been completely taken over by drunken T2Vers, so I was content to just wander around saying hello to everyone and fetching drinks for Angy and Sin. While at the bar, I met and started talking to an attractive redhead named Kelly who was in town for a bachelorette party.

    Bow chicka bow bow...

    Anyhow, after delivering drinks, Kelly and I started talking, hanging out, drinking, and eventually ended up sitting at the Pai Gow table. So there I was, Kelly on one side, Sticky on the other....nope, not awkward at all... But we had fun, and I actually won a few hands, my best being a flush with a pair of Aces on top. Woot! Sticky and Larry took off to get checked in at the Vegas Club, so I sat there with my new friend working my mojo. It seemed to be going pretty damn well at first...

    But, it was not to be, as Kelly's girls insisted on heading over to the Golden Gate to get some grub, and the T2Vers were pretty well anchored at the Plaza. I used all of my negotiating skills to incorporate the bachelorette party into ours, but I couldn't close the deal, so to speak. I was invited to go along with them, and for a moment there I was tempted to ditch all you bizatches and follow my peener. But I did the right thing and stuck around with My People.

    As that dude from Cameo so famously put it,

    No romance, no romance,

    No romance for me!

    Oh well.. the night was just beginning.

    I had a single red $5 chip leftover in my pocket after visiting the cage for the first time with my $50 in Pai Gow winnings, so I stood behind Angy at the crowded blackjack table and put my piddly little chip on top of her $50 bet.

    We won!

    So every few hands I'd keep doing the same thing, and my timing was perfect. Angy went on a huge rush, and I turned my five bucks into almost a hundred.

    We sat and drank and played blackjack till the wee wee hours until somebody mentioned that we should get breakfast at Binions. I think the word 'toast' was mentioned, causing Sticky to go all-in with the breakfast plan.

    Six of us were left standing at the end of the night: Me, Sticky, Angy, Lynnie, Scottie, and Larry, and it was quite a fun wander from the Plaza to Binion's coffee shop. Of course it wasn't a straight-line walk--there were several diversions and photo ops along the way.


    We finally made it and were seated immediately, although Angy was in rare form. I think the sentence "Angy--inside voice!" was spoken about a hundred times over breakfast.

    Our meals were damn good, and we even ordered a toast fortress for Sticky, and her antics over breakfast re-affirmed her position as the funniest chick I've ever met. I couldn't stop laughing for an hour.

    Yes waitress, could you please bring us a basket full of toast?

    I think the name of Sticky's breakfast special was called 'Sausage Fest on a Plate'

    Anyhow, breakfast was a lot of laughs, and we stumbled out of there sometime later, making our way to the Vegas Club to pick up packages from the valet and say goodnight to everyone who was staying there. Angy and I made our way back to the Plaza, picked up my truck, and headed to the Mirage. She was excited to show me her pimped-out penthouse suite, so instead of going home and going to bed, we headed up to the room.

    Oh holy shiat! It was easily the nicest room I've ever seen in Vegas. The 'wow' factor was unbelievable. The view was amazing, and the room was just ultra-cool. We opened all the curtains, poured a couple of drinks, turned on the music and just enjoyed the Vegas moment for an hour or so until Sin came stumbling in... A bit of buffoonery ensued, but I fell asleep on one of the couches around 8:00. I woke up an hour later in a panic, thinking it was late in the afternoon, but I found out it was only 9:00. The chicks were snoring, so I grabbed my shoes and headed for home and got about five more hours of sleep in my own bed.

    My alarm went off at 3:05 pm, and at 3:07 my phone was ringing. It was Angy and Sin, and their hungover asses needed somebody with a vehicle and a big blue cooler to go to the grocery store for them and pick up diet Coke, fruit juice, and ice. Mikey to the rescue!

    I took a quick shower, got dressed, and hit the road. The stop at the store was surprisingly fast and in the greatest miracle since turning water into wine, there was absolutely *NO* Friday afternoon rush-hour traffic on the 215 or I-15, and I made it back to the Mirage in record time.

    I helped set up the bar and get the room ready and such while Sin and Angy finished making themselves beautiful for the party. Of course I poured myself a drink or two to get a head start, but once my 'chores' were done, it was nice to relax for a bit before the rest of the buffoons started showing up, ready to Get Their Vegas On!

    Two towels and a Corona. What else do you need?

    Sin decided to wear a corset that night, so I got to play the role of Rose's mother in Titanic, lacing that shiat up tight and telling her that we've squandered the family fortune, and all we have left is a load of booze and cigarettes, so we better make the most of it once the party starts. Oh, and I had to make sure I tied double knots, because believe it or not, there were some pervs in attendance who thought it would be funny to sneak up from behind and untie the thing, hoping it would fall off.

    Access denied!

    Anyhow, six o'clock finally arrived, and the party got started. Lots of drinks flowed, lots of stories were told, and a lot of things happened that should probably remain a secret...

    It was a great time, but it had more of a cocktail reception vibe than our usual drunken frat-party gropefest. I think it probably had something to do with 1) a lack of a balcony, and 2) Nobody did any tequila shots. Not that it was any less fun--far from it. It was an absolute blast.

    Angy had also ordered a few plates of Chinese food from room service, and about that time I had to go downstairs and fetch the pizzas. Angy and I had arranged for NY Pizza & Pasta to deliver a truckload of large pizzas at 7:00 pm, and I had to commandeer a bellman cart and go meet the guy downstairs at the cabstand. He was right on time, business was conducted, and a few minutes later I had bellman leading me through the bowels of the Mirage, on a shortcut from the front of the hotel to the service elevator that popped out two doors down from Angy's suite. Oh hell yeah--that was nice, and we avoided all the tourist traffic by not having to walk through the casino.

    We tipped the guy a twenty spot for his effort, and he stacked all the pies on the huge pop-up entertainment unit that we had converted into a buffet server. Everyone seemed to like the pizzas, and we had tons left over, too.

    Once the party got good and cooking, Angy and Marty busted out a bottle of Crystal Champagne, and we did a T2V toast with our plastic cups! Good times. Since the music was on the ipod speaker system, there was much dancing, and at one point Sticky, Sin, and Darnae were putting on a show for the rest of us with 70s disco tunes providing the soundtrack.

    Some drunken spectator offered up that it 'looked like a cross between American Bandstand and the Special Olympics'. I think that's about the time Andrea spit her drink out laughing.

    And then Sticky deadpanned, at the end of the song, Even though I'm a big fan of 70s music, I'm not really a practitioner of the 'Disco Bush' which was another laugh-out-loud moment.

    Here's a few random pics from the party:

    Me and two of my favorite ladies... And the shirt was a big hit with the chicks that night

    Even after 24 hours in town, Sticky still thought nobody knew she was coming to NSF

    Darnae said "It's tough to carry a drink when I'm holding these..."

    Sandra and Mikey

    Speaking of Sin, here she is with Bliss, a T2Ver-in-training

    Marty, Snert, and Scott, bringing an air of dignity to the festivities

    As you can see, the party was a lot of fun. Keno and Angy set up Angy's computer to take pictures, and we all took a turn in the photo booth. Unfortunately, all the gals in attendance had penis-shaped straws, so getting your picture taken usually resulted in compromised photos. Just ask Snert and Marty...

    Anyhow, the party raged until around midnight or so, when we all decided that it was time to move on to Carnaval Court at Harrahs. As much fun as we were having in Angy's suite, it got kicked up a notch once we got outside and amongst strangers. And somehow, drinks kept appearing on our table. One of the funniest things I saw was Sticky going full-on rocker-chick out on the dance floor, standing up against the stage in front of the bass player. He leaned over to do his Gene-Simmons tongue waving at her, and she put her penis-shaped straw right up in his grill! The look on his face was priceless. He went from hard-core metal man to WTF is THAT? in about two seconds.

    They also had an onstage booty-shaking contest that Darnae entered. She did so well they gave her a pole to grind on in front of the entire crowd. So we were pretty proud that one of our own T2Vers was the featured entertainment that night at Carnaval Court.

    It was, legen--wait for it--dary!

    The music was great, the drinks were strong, and the good times just kept coming. I think I may have a few pics from that portion of the evening, too:




    I remember talking to Angy at one point during the evening, and she asked "How are we ever going to top this?" I swear, it seems like the T2V gatherings just keep getting better and better as time goes by. We were having so much fun--dancing, drinking, laughing, flirting. It was just a great night all-around.

    They finally announced 'Last Call' (in Vegas? WTF?) and we had to split.

    It was 3:00 am, so the next thing on the agenda was to wander over to the Imperial Palace and take over a poker table. Once we got there, I spoke to the manager-on-duty in the card room and arranged a private table for us.

    Just a minute later, we had our own 3-6 game going, and I liked my chances. I had Snert on my right, so I could always raise him if he got too uppity with his play, and Sticky was on my left, just like old times. And she's not as aggressive as most people I play cards with, so I knew that if she was raising me, I was probably beat--good info to have when chips are on the line.

    As luck would have it, Dougie was not in attendance to suck out on the river, so I dragged the first two pots. Snerty kept catching cards and making a fortune, and poor Sandra couldn't get a card to save her life. But we had a great time. I was up about $60 when Marty went broke and called it a night, and they opened our game up to strangers. Of course, the first hand after that, I got pocket eights, flopped trips to go with the Ace-King on the board, and the new jackass at the table caught an Ace on the river to go with his Big Slick, creating a bigger boat than mine, and causing me to lose a huge pot.

    I walked away up only $25. Still a win, but I was kind of bitter about that last hand.

    Sticky's reaction when she heard that somebody, somewhere, won with Ace-Queen

    We milled about for about an hour, before everyone colored up and cashed out. Andrea and I had talked about another Peppermill Breakfast since we hadn't been back there together in almost two years, so we convinced everyone else to go along with us. Two cabs were required, and they poured the eight of us out a few minutes later in the parking lot at the Peppermill.

    We had to wait a few minutes for them to get a table for eight ready, and they wisely separated us from the rest of the well-mannered guests. Yeah, we were drunk, and maybe a little too loud, but we were having the most fun. The conversation was as hilarious as ever, and the food was just right. I think Andrea enjoyed it more than the rest of us... (there was talk about how she was going to take her leftover chicken fried steak back to the room and pleasure herself with it, or something along those lines....)

    Angy ordered an asparagus omelet, and there was a hilarious discussion amongst the three gals sharing a room with her about who was gonna get stuck sleeping in the [strike]dutch oven[/strike] bed with her. I think we held an impromptu rock-paper-scissors tournament right there at the table, and the two winners got the couches...

    Checking my photobucket files, it appears that I may have some pictures of our breakfast gathering, too:

    Snert pretends to look at Sandra's breakfast, when we all know he was checking out her rack. He wasn't fooling anybody

    "This food is better than sex! And I know, because I haven't had either one since noon yesterday!"

    Sticky in her happy place. Poker winnings in her pocket, a cool buzz, and a face full of toast

    Breakfast at the Peppermill was great, as usual, but even better because it was such a fun group of people. Once we wrapped it up, I said my goodbyes to the downtown group (they were in one cab) and I rode back with Angy and her posse to the Mirage and said goodbye to all of them. I got my truck out of the valet and went back home, sleeping off the effects of a night of trying to drink my weight in rum. Quite an accomplishment, if you've seen my lard-ass.

    I had to work that night, so for me, the NSF party was over. No hanging out at the Ace Rothstein suite down at the LV Club, no more drunken buffoonery, no more Sharpie tattoos.

    Still, for only attending about half of the NSF activities, I sure had a great time. It was great to see everyone again, and I can't wait until March.

    Oh, and those jokers that didn't make it--there are no excuses for March. You've got five months to get your shiat together!

  2. SH0CK

    SH0CK Stylin' and Profilin' Quasi Tech Admin

    Nov 2, 2001
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    What a time... What a time...
    Damn, and to think all that was just last week :(
  3. DonD

    DonD Super Moderator

    Nov 5, 2004
    So Cal 91748
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    Great report and pictures. :thumbsup:
  4. Jack21

    Jack21 Guest

    The pic of sin reminds me of the line from Fletch: Can I borrow your towel? My car just hit a water buffalo.
  5. aggie182

    aggie182 Off Key and Out of Tune

    Mar 20, 2005
    Missouri City, TX
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    great write up and pics.
    Viva Las Vegas!
  6. doctor_al

    doctor_al VIP Whale

    Nov 25, 2002
    Twin Cities
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    That was some funny shite.

    Yeah, that sounds like my peeps.
  7. Double_Down

    Double_Down Tourist

    Mar 24, 2005
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    WTF? So you went your separate ways? :confused2:

    "I woke up this morning with a bad hangover
    And my penis was missing again.
    This happens all the time.
    It's detachable."
    - King Missile

    So when does your peener post it's "trip report"?

  8. mesa

    mesa VIP Whale

    Jul 17, 2004
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    Nice Report Mikey,I have got to get to one of these T2V party's one of these days. Glad to see everyone had a great time,oh well my countdown timer is getting closer
  9. sunni

    sunni VIP Whale

    Feb 6, 2003
    Sunshine State

    You guys & gals sure know how to party..:nworthy:
  10. Dean Martin

    Dean Martin VIP Whale

    Jan 16, 2003
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    As usual...an excellent read and photos:) We've got to meet up w/ you all sometime but I'm hear to tell you, we'd never make it till the sun comes up or even 3am for that matter. Mikey, if you think recovery is tough at 40, wait until you're mid 50's dude. You just don't go there unless you're willing to forfiet 1/2 of your Vegas Vaction, which I am not...:) We actually were in town at the tail end of the NSF weekend...arriving late Saturday night after a flight delay and subsequent re-routes. We didn't do much but have a few drinks at the TI Breeze Bar...soak in the "we're finally back in Vegas" feeling and hit the sack early (by Vegas time anyway). It was about 11:00pm west coast time but we'd had a fun 21 hour day and were ready try those new TI beds:)

    Thanks again for a great play-by-play :) Dino
  11. milehiman

    milehiman VIP Whale

    Sep 21, 2002
    Scottsdale, AZ
    Great Trip report and pics. I'm enjoying all of the trip reports so far.
  12. gmoney590

    gmoney590 VIP Whale

    Jul 8, 2006
    Tacoma, WA
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    Once again a suburb NSF report with much appreciated pics:nworthy:
  13. Beach Crazy

    Beach Crazy Hostess With the Mostess

    Jun 30, 2002
    Central Illinois
    haha Love the title! Chalk up another great trip and a great write up by you, Mikey! How long til March?! :wink
  14. vegasdrea

    vegasdrea Buckle Bunny

    Nov 29, 2004
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    Great Job Mikey, as usual! It was great to see you again lovey. Thanks for making me get the Southern Fried Steak at the Peppermill, I can still taste it... :drooling: Thanks for the laughs and the great time :drunk: Until next time babe :beer:
  15. Blonde_4_ever

    Blonde_4_ever Vegas Lover Extraordinaire!

    Jun 12, 2006
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    Sounds like one AWESOME party!!!!!
  16. Chetou812

    Chetou812 Tourist

    Aug 29, 2006
    Snohomish, WA
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    Ok, ok, so I missed out on the NSF again, yet March is definitely right around the corner. I went for the 1st round of MM last year and missed out:eek:, so I guess I could switch it up and hit the final four this time and all the buffooooonnneeerrryyy...No Liver Gets Out Alive:thumbsup:
  17. tara

    tara Low-Roller

    Jul 31, 2002
    Columbus, Ohio
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    As usual, great report Mikey! I love it when pics are included. Thanks for sharing!
  18. blackjack

    blackjack Monkey!!

    Mar 28, 2003
    North Coast
    Trips to Las Vegas:
    Well done amigo. Great TR as usual although I'm not so sure about letting the hot red-head walk. :eek:

    Andrea - :nworthy:

    Now THAT was funny.
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