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Rock and Roll All Night . . . and Party Every Day . . .

Discussion in 'Vegas Trip Reports' started by Pinny Long, Dec 6, 2009.

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  1. Pinny Long

    Pinny Long High-Roller

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    My Trip Report

    Rolling up the 15 on Friday, even though I'd just gotten back from LV 5 days earlier, I couldn't contain my excitement. I texted my buddy Brad (already in Vegas) each time I caught a new sign marker.

    "193 Miles to go . . ."
    "149 Miles to go . . ."
    "Breaker Breaker, just passed Baker"
    "Just crossed stateline . . ."
    "I CAN SEE THE LIGHTS!!!!!"

    It was about 5:15 as I rolled over the hill and my buddy Rick, coming in from Nebraska wouldn't be landing until 6PM, so I figured I'd stop at the M to use the restroom and get myself a Fresca at the self-serve station. I sat at a blackjack table. There were two fairly young guys to my left and a giant doofus to my right. Giant doofus attempted to impress the dealer by telling her how he ran the "biggest time share company in the world". I asked him if it was the biggest in the galaxy. I don't think he read my sarcasm. I blazed through $200 pretty fast and when getting a soft 16 against a dealer's 4, Giant Doofus got really dogmatic, "Double that!!! Listen to a PRO!!!" Now, of course, he wasn't doing any better than I was, but I guess since he had a stupid perma-tan, was playing two spots at once, and had the world's biggest timeshare company, his credentials shouldn't be questioned. I just kind of laughed, "Oh, you're a pro, huh?" I doubled. It lost (my last $50).

    "Thanks, Pro," I say to Giant Doofus as I get up and leave. I get back on the freeway to head to the airport and realize that I forgot to use the restroom . . . and I also forgot to get my Fresca.

    Brad texts me that he's got two clients to meet up for drinks at Blue Martini. I get to the airport and wait in the Passenger Pickup area and turn the radio up. It seems that the local rock station is playing all Metallica songs, which is perfect since that is the primary reason I drove up this weekend. Rick finally appears and after some heterosexual bro-hugs and high-fives we're off and away. I crank up "Ride the Lightning" as loud as my company's Dodge Intrepid will play it, and treat the waiting airport personnel to some proper metal as we peel out to go find the Blue Martini.

    Brad texts that Blue Martini is at Town Square and it doesn't take long to find, but we do wander inside like morons for a while trying to find our homie. As I'm checking my phone to text him for more clues I see that Brad is about 12 inches from me sitting down. There's two owners of various construction companies with him, Mitch and Jerry. We make introductions and it doesn't take long to realize that Mitch is just a couple drinks away from being downright sloppy and beligerent. He's quite enamored of the bikini-girl servers and is not-so-subtly staring at every pair of breasts that come by our table. They are promoting a beer called Blue Moon and bring by some small plastic cups of it. We all agree that Blue Moon tastes like Dog crap but Mitch pours them into our empty water glasses and tells the next hottie how great it was. Next thing we know there are about 10 cups of Blue Moon at our table . . . . none of which will be consumed. As the crappy cover band starts into a rendition of Prince's "Little Red Corvette" and Mitch continues with even more revolting suggestions to some lady's who've stopped at our table we decide it's time to roll out.

    We head back to Brad's condo and after a quick tour of the place we decide to rally over to Mirage for some food. Brad and his lady, Jessie take off and we meet them at BLT Burger for some dinner. We sit at the bar so we don't have to wait. I tried the lamb tandoori burger which was pretty tasty. Following dinner we go next door to Rhumbar for drinks and some hookah smoking. There's some DJ's that have a big drum rig set up and after a while I decided that, once the DJ's turned their backs, I'd take over the drums.

    This was emailed to me the next day:
    http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y97/jwatson626/drums.jpg

    So, I'm rockin' to the beat, feelin' the groove and basically being a super awesome drummer when some girl comes by and decides that she needs to review me, so she gets my attention and says, "Hey! You SUCK!!!" Since our relationship had so quickly reached a level of intimacy and honesty, I responded in kind by shouting in her face, "YOU'RE UGLY!!!!!!" She didn't seem to appreciate my constructive criticism and gave me the stink eye the rest of the night. Hey, it's not my fault she's ugly.

    Rick and I get bored of smoking hookah and walk over to the Blackjack tables to get a nice spanking and a reminder of "why drinks are free" in this town. We go back and tell Brad and Jessie that we're ready to find fun elsewhere. We all decide to go to Palazzo for some Pai Gow Poker. All four of us play at the same table. It's my first time playing this game and I'm doing okay. I hit a couple good Bonus pays for Full House, Four-of-a-Kind, and Straight. My winnings from the bonus bets cover my losses from the main bets but I soon decide that Pai Gow is not nearly volatile enough for my taste so I head over to the craps table and win $200. Since I have a little cash I feel like livin' large and go to the High-Limit slots room. I can't believe how comfy the chairs are there. Soon I found myself surrounded by my crew, mocking me as I blew my cash $10 per click, but they weren't mocking when I hit a small jackpot. It only took about 30 seconds to cycle the jackpot back in, though.

    We played a few more games and called it a night. Rick and I headed over to Bellagio where Brad had set us up with a comped room that he didn't need for himself.

    (I'll continue this later as my wife just got home . . . . )
     
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    so far , so good

    very entertaining :)
     
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    Nothing like Ride The Lightning to get the party started. Go Hawks!
     
  4. Pinny Long

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    Saturday Morning: Woke up to the sound of Rick's cell phone ringing, followed by a rather lengthy conversation with his wife. This is at 7:00AM. Rick questioned his wife's logic of calling him at 7:00AM in Vegas (we'd had about two hours of sleep). She replied to him, "But it's 9:00AM in Nebraska". We tried to fall asleep again but it was futile. We decided instead that since we were awake, we may as well be eating McMuffins. We drove down Flamingo about 5 miles and got to the far East End (by Sams Town) and turned around. I turned on Maryland on my way back up and found the blessed arches. Some Mexican family was ordering a hundred breakfasts but we eventually got to order our McMuffins. Rick suggested that we also get cookies, and that idea found favor with me as well. With our bellies full of sausage, egg, and chocolate chips, we had balance for some morning gambling.

    We stopped by Planet Hollywood and cursed the non-irony of calling the shops before it the Miracle MILE. We finally found the casino floor and it was pretty quiet. I wasn't feeling any blackjack mojo and after playing some stupid Elvis machines realized that it was my destiny to play "the gayest machines in the universe". There were these bright pink Planet Hollywood theme ones that had hearts and whatnot on them that were really feminine so I played those for a while until Rick pointed out an incredibly assinine video machine with magic dolphins, starfish, and seashells. Apparently their magic power is making my money disappear because that is ALL they did. I couldn't get a dang cent out of that machine. I wanted to see them do some tricks or sing the theme song to "Flipper" or something. You know -- something a man can be proud of. Well, with my gay-game-a-palooza completed we figured it was time to leave (actually we figured a couple times earlier it was time to leave but every time I'd find something really gay and, well, you know . .). On our next walk out I couldn't resist the lure of the Craps table and stopped for a quick session. I bought in for $100 and had my own table which I really like. I was on fire. Hitting my points, getting the hard ways, catching a "Yo" or two. Ended up coloring up for about $500.

    It was getting close to 11AM by this time and we had somewhere to go. An important cultural institution of historical proportion . . . Yes, I'm talking about the Pinball Hall of Fame Museum. As you can see, the building is regal and Majestic in design and decor. A lady offered to take our picture together when she saw me snap one of Rick.

    http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y97/jwatson626/IMG00111-20091205-1125.jpg

    (What you see in this picture are mere men . . . . )

    When we emerged 2 hours later we were fully-accredited Wizards of Pinballogy. The place was great. We first walked all the aisles to get a sense of what they had. They had a MASSIVE selection of vintage machines from all decades and tacked to them were cool little handwritten bio sheets or fun facts about the various games. I didn't have any smaller bills on me and was soon reminded that $20 equals a lot of dang quarters so I told Rick all games were on me today.

    We decided it would be proper to begin our rally on the KISS machine (the 1978 classic). The best thing about the KISS machine, however, was the graphics, as the game itself was a little slow and dated. We grew up in the 80's and need our pinball to have ramps and trapdoors and multiball and other craziness. Well, the Guns and Roses game had all of that plus kickass tunes and a "match for free game" bonus at the end which consists of groupies taking their shirts off and seeing if the numbers revealed match.

    http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y97/jwatson626/gnr.jpg

    We played many others after that, including Dr. Dude (where I rated pretty high on the Dude-o-Meter), South Park (this game is pretty revolting and no matter where the ball goes it seems to make the machine pass gas every two seconds -- classy), Cyclone, and TED NUGENT (a horrible game with an amazing graphic of Ted shooting shotgun shells out of his guitar). There were some classics that we had to play as we grew up on them -- Funhouse, Pin-Bot, High Speed. And it was critical that I go a few rounds on Theatre of Magic since I spent a good portion of my college career in front of that machine in the basement of the Student Union. They also had this really funky machine called Pinball Circus which is apparently one of only 2 that exist in the world. I tried desperately to get to the top level but soon decided that it was impossible and we had both had enough Pinball for the day so it was time to head over to Mandalay Bay.

    My intent was to get a sense of the lay of the place so we'd know where to watch the Nebraska-Texas game prior to the concert. We actually ended up staying at Mandalay all day. I should tell you that as the show was that night I made sure to wear my Metallica shirt. It was great to bump into other fans wandering the casino wearing shirts. I'd either "throw the horns" at them or slap them on the back and then we'd usually end up shouting, "METALLICA!!!!!!!" There was a lot of love in that casino Saturday night. Rick and I fumbled around, sometimes solo, sometimes together, playing various tables and games. We got hungry and I wanted Pizza. We found some Italian place in the connecting area between Luxor and Mandalay and asked if we could eat at the bar as we didn't want to wait or deal with any hassle. After being ignored by the guy at the bar (he hadn't even acknowledged our presence) for about 10 minutes I stopped one of the waitresses and asked for a menu. She told us, "He'll take care of that" (indicating the guy that was ignoring us). After a few more minutes we decided that place was full of jackasses and left. I'm glad we did as right next door was a fast stand that you could buy pizza by the slice. The pizza sucked but it was fast and the girl didn't give us any attitude. After pizza we walked over to Luxor for a while (lame) and then headed back to Mandalay to set up base at the Sportsbook. We grabbed a table and another kid (Roger) was there by himself and asked if he could sit with us. Roger had just came to Vegas like a week ago and was trying to interview to be a host at a major casino (good luck). I'm not a sports fan so I immediately put $100 on Nebraska to cover the 14 point spread so that the game would then be watchable for me. Still, even with money in play I could only sit still for about 15 minutes at a time and would leave to get tortured at various blackjack or craps tables. It seems every time I left I'd lose another $200. I was up about $500 when I came to Mandalay Bay, but by the end of the game I had lost it plus another $500.

    Roger and Rick had been ordering buckets of Miller Lites and I'd drink one each time I came back in. Then on one of my last returns I find that Roger has an unfinished sandwich, half a pickle, and a cup of cole slaw. Rick and I devour it all like a couple of Cambodian refugees fighting for a Big Mac. As 7PM rolled around I decide it's time for me to "gear up". Roger has no idea what I'm talking about, but Rick has rolled with me to metal shows before so it's no mystery to him. Basically, when I go to shows I wear all the hideous accessories that my wife would not let me wear with her anywhere in a 100 mile radius. Denim jacket with the sleeves ripped off, bandanna, giant pewter Iron Maiden belt buckle, and I transform from the suit-and-tie businessman most people know me as into the headbanging metal degenerate I actually am.

    http://c3.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/98/l_22fc23633cee4e0d9401817fcae7c9b2.jpg (this is taken last year in Ireland but is a pretty decent representation of what I'm talking about).

    When I got back to the Sportsbook things were getting fun. There was this great looking gal and her friend from Texas who were having a blast taunting Rick and Roger. Since my spread was well covered and protected at this point I thought it was great that these girls were getting all belligerent with my friends. Plus, even if I was a sports fan I'll change allegiances pretty easily if a hot chick likes a different team. The game was a real nail-biter at the end. With Nebraska leading 12-10, some decision by the officials ended up putting ONE SECOND back on the clock. Texas used that one second to kick a field goal and win the game. The place exploded! It was absolute bedlam and the lady that was taunting my bros started doing this victory dance and strutting all around the sportsbook. I went and collected my $195 (I guess they take a commission), and Rick and I were ready to ROCK!!

    We got through security and went to find our seats. I ask the guys in the next row, "So, did we miss the opening losers?" and were told that the opening acts were all done. SWEET!!!!! At first I was upset with what I thought were our seats as there was a crabby girl sitting next to where I would have been and I could tell she would NOT appreciate the awesomeness that is Pinny Long. But Rick found out that our seats were being sat it by others. Everyone shifted down. Confusion cleared up and our position was improved. There were three Mexican kids to the right of me that were really energetic and ready to rock. To Rick's left were a couple young Asian dudes who were probably at their first concert and they were honored to be next to us as well. I think I high-fived everyone around me within the first two minutes then we sat down to let time pass. I just couldn't wait quietly, though, and had to yell something so I turned around and screamed, "METALLLICCAAAAA!!!!!! Let's Rock!!!" A bunch of people screamed and started yelling and it wasn't too hard to whip my immediate crowd into a small frenzy.

    Well, I didn't have to do all the work for long as the lights dropped and the opening music came on. Everyone jumped up and started going nuts as Metallica took the stage and lasers started shooting all over the place.

    Metallica sounded phenomenal and they played a long and great mix of new tunes and old classics.

    The stage set up was phenomenal. Hanging above the stage were about 8 gigantic silver coffins that would shift around, tilt, and fly around during some song parts. Also they had very heavy use of pyro. Huge gas jets of flame shooting very high in different colors. Even in the nosebleeds we could feel the heat.

    Last time I saw Metallica I was on the floor in the middle of all the violence. This time we had seats and could look down on the General Admission area to get a bird's eye view of the moshpits and fights (only a few, and the offenders were quickly removed).

    I may be off one or two, but as I recall, the set list was something like this:

    That Was Just Your Life
    End of the Line
    Fade To Black
    Ride the Lightning
    The Day That Never Comes
    The Memory Remains
    Enter Sandman
    Master of Puppets
    One
    Cyanide
    All Nightmare Long
    Fight Fire With Fire
    Broken, Beat, and Scarred
    Sad But True
    Frayed Ends of Sanity
    Nothing Else Matters
    Die, Die, Die, My Darling (Misfits cover)
    Seek and Destroy

    We were pretty well punished by the end of the show from all our headbanging, fistpumping, and yelling. Whenever I force my 36 year old body to behave like a 15 year old I end up feeling like an 80 year old and this was no exception. Back . . . shot. Muscles . . . aching. Voice . . . gone. We didn't want to fight the parking lot right away so we took a blackjack table and played some hands with a couple of old ladies (they were a lot of fun) while we ordered multiple bottles of water. And yes, as if it needed saying, I lost more money. When we felt we'd killed enough time we decided to get out of Mandalay. After all, we'd been on the property at this time for about 12 hours.

    Rick figures that since we just saw Metallica it would be a scientific certainty that we would win money at the Hard Rock and I fail to find any flaw in his logic so we roll down to the Hard Rock. I can't for the life of me figure out where anyone is supposed to park and the new structure is under construction. The valet says "for hotel guests only" and the area in front is a general mess so it doesn't take much for us to get pissed off and tell the Hard Rock to kiss our collective ass.

    I tell Rick that as I'd been taking some beatings I need to slow it up a bit gambling-wise, so, since I'd not set foot inside for over 5 years let's go crust it up at the Excalibur (I've always hated this place). To be honest, it was Beejay's review of the Party Pit that I'd remembered and drew me to the place and we soon found ourselves playing $10 blackjack while scantily-clad ladies marched up and down the catwalk at the Party Pit. I'd only spent $100 here and as I'd scaled down to $10 bets it lasted quite a while.

    We finally tap out and both agree that we've had enough fun. We turned in at 3AM which gave us just under 2 hours or sleep before having to wake up to get Rick to the airport (can you imagine having to take a 6:50AM flight on a Sunday morning out of Vegas?) Well, our alarms went off and Rick got up. "Long, I gotta get going" Rick noted as I contemplated about how I'd made myself the perfect mix of pillows for my head, one under my leg, covers up over me . . . "Long, we going?" I responded with, "Bllaaarrrrrrgggghhhh". which he properly translated to, "Kindly take a taxi to the airport, Rick." I rolled over and reached out a hand so I could high-five my homie before he left. I reset my alarm to 8AM and slept through it until 10:00AM. On my way out to the car I did my last attempt to leave on a high note gambling-wise and threw a Benjamin on one of the tables, telling the lady, "One chip only, please." I got a 17, while dealer showed an 8. She flipped a 5 . . . sweet, 13! Bust it! Nope, she then pulled another 5 and kindly took my money.

    Getting out of the Bellagio was a bit of a journey as it was LV Marathon and the strip was closed. They sent me back past Jockey Club and through the City Center. Eventually I found the 15 and made the long lonesome drive home. I made no stops for the entire 280 miles and marvelled at my own skills when I successfully relieved myself twice into a one-liter plastic Perrier bottle (Gatorade bottles, with the wide mouths, are much better engineered for this) while driving 80MPH down a busy multi-lane highway. I made good time and got home in about 4 hours.

    Though I didn't come out ahead in the gambling department (down about $600), this trip was a huge WIN in the FUN department.
     
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    Great report. Nice setlist too!

    By your screen name I always thought you were a female, I now know better.

    Thanks for sharing!
     
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    Thanks for posting your TR. A fun read.

    later, GVJ
     
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    awwwwwww sounds like a fun time, even tho the tables weren't playing fairly to you!
    I was a 70's pinball wizardette , used to play on those things for hours , when I got the chance ...... cant remember any of the games tho lol hmmmmm maybe thats why i love slot machines, same ping , ping , ching, sounds lol Might have to take a tour to the museum
     
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    Well, technically it's a female's name as it is the name of MY CAT.


    So,in the great metal gender-bending traditions of Lizzy Borden, Alice Cooper, Marylin Manson . . . PINNY LONG

    Oh, and my cat is named after PINHEAD from the Hellraiser movies.

    Pretty badass, huh?
     
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    Alas, no "Am I Evil" in the set list. Sounds like a good show though.

    Thanks for including the pinball museum review, I've always wanted to go there, and always forget about it. Did they have an old 1930's Fireball machine (with the spinning disk in the center)?

    I always wondered why people went to the excal, with BeeJays report and yours mentioning the dancers, I now know why.

    enjoyed the report!
     
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    I think they might have. They had some oldies, but I didn't play any of them. They look really great, but the play is slower than I'm used to, so other than KISS and Ted Nugent I kept most of my play to the machines from the 80's and 90's.

    They had a pretty good Elvira game that I spent some time at as well. It was actually the second Elvira game I've played. I used to play one called "Elvira and the Party Monsters" but this one was "Elvira: Scared Stiff".

    No, they didn't play "Am I Evil" but I forgot to mention in my playlist that they did play "WHIPLASH"!
     
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    You should go to Japan some time. There they are nuts for PACHINKO, which is a weird bastard child of a slot machine crossbred with a Pinball machine. You try to shoot a bunch of silver balls into their respective targets to win cash and prizes.


    http://www.kushitei.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/01/pachinko1.jpg

    http://www.nihon-zen.ch/clipart/pachinko.jpg

    Japan had some law back in the day whereby it was illegal to be paid money for games. So they devised this elaborate system whereby you would win some sort of token prize (for instance, a bundle of pencils). Then the next table over would have a redemption station where you could "sell" the pencils for $200 or whatever it was you just made.

    I don't recall exactly, but I think when I went I just traded the balls in directly for cash or something. If my father-in-law and brother-in-law weren't with me I would have never figured out what was happening.
     
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    Great TR...Thanks:beer:
     
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    I forgot about this earlier, but on Saturday when we were loitering around Mandalay, we bumped into my buddies from DAMAGE, INC. for a bit. If there's any Metallica fans in So. CA that need a good tribute band to hold them over for the times 'Tallica's not playing, Damage, Inc. is really good. They play various bars and clubs around LA and Orange County. Their sound is great and the fans get pretty rowdy too. It's always a good time.

    Here's a free plug for my homies -- http://www.myspace.com/socaldamageinc
     
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    ahhhhhhhhh never knew that , as back in my pinball days (daze?) we didn't have the internet and I was very limited in choices in a small town lol
     
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    Enjoyed your report...but I don't know one single solitary song...lol.
     
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    That's alright. Just sing "Cat Scratch Fever" to me while I play the Nugent machine and we'll call it even . . .

    http://www.slocountyhomes.com/uploaded_images/nugent1-775408.jpg
    (It's sad to admit, but this machine with such a killer graphic actually sucked.)
     
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    I'd suggest you start with the Black Album (the cover is black) and go from there. Oh, and best results are achieved at maximum volume.:thumbsup:
     
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    You mean go backwards from the Black Album because everything after that up until Death Magnetic, kind of sux!
     
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    Flip over the CD. If it has a copyright date anywhere from 1992 - 2007 just put it back on the shelf as it's probably crap. This includes primarily Load, Re-Load, S&M, St. Anger. The notable exception would be "Garage, Inc." but that was a collection of mostly 80's stuff anyway.

    Here's the must-have Metallica list:

    Kill 'Em All
    Ride the Lightning
    Master of Puppets
    And Justice For All
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    Death Magnetic and Black Album are good too, but the top four (all over 20 years old now) are ESSENTIAL and defined Metallica's sound and attitude for us old-schoolers.
     
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    Well said Pinny!!!!
     
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