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My 3rd trip in 100 days- The annual boys Gongshow heads to MGM 9/16-20

Discussion in 'Vegas Trip Reports' started by Hockeylade, Sep 16, 2020.

  1. Hockeylade

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    My Trip Report

    Yes, 3 trips to Vegas in 100 days. Do I have a problem?? Nope

    For those of you from the midwest you get the idea of "going up north." It the phrase Chicagoans, Detroiters, Minneapolisians, and others use to say, " I am getting eff out of town for the weekend to a cabin in the woods or on a lake and obviously north of the city. We'll I live in NorCal now and at some point in this twisted time, Vegas has become my "up north" even though its Southeast of me. Now it is a place to enjoy pseudo-normalcy like dinner inside a restaurant, cocktails, and of course a few games of chance. In spite of the fundamental lack of trees, in my book, a pool now counts as a lake.

    This attendees have culled back quite a bit and the date had moved back from the original mid-may plan. With the fear and anxiety around Covid, it has certainly separated them men from the boys. I've definitely heard all kinds of excuses in the past 4 weeks as they bailed and I dont have the energy to collect man cards at the moment, but some highlights are:

    "my wife doesn't think its a good idea"
    "my wife doesn't care if I die, but she's worried about the kids"
    "It's my anniversary weekend"
    "my gf is moving in that weekend"
    "I have to prep for a colonoscopy on Friday"

    Pathetic cowards!!! So now it's me plus 3 of my usual companions. Guys I've known since High School. How long is that you may ask? Well.. mullets were how you cut your hair, GnR or early Chili Peppers was blasting in your Camaro or Mustang, and big bush was still a thing.

    Will the be the usual gongshow, I am not sure yet. We added a day to the trip for grins. Certainly with bars and clubs being shuttered, it may put a damper on our efforts to fuel the frenzy, but there is always a way.

    More to come.

    Photos at some point.

    If you have questions on the vibe on the ground or how it’s evolving over the last 3 months, fire away!
     
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  2. Knight23

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    I'd love to hear how it is this weekend but also would like to know how you've observed things like drink service and restaurant/bar availability recovering.

    Wish I could convince 3 whole friends to come to Vegas...
     
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  3. Hockeylade

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    Well, dear reader, the morning got away from me. Even thought technically off, I still had to work my way through 3 video calls. Of course they ran long, and I was left in a mad rush to pack, shower, and get to SFO. I travel a lot with my day job and my goal is to spend as little wasted time in airports as possible. I screeched into the Parking garage exactly 65 minutes before departure, damn I still had about 10 minutes to spare which was exasperated by the fact that while my EarPods were with me, the case is on my desk at home. Now in the COVID world many bars and airline clubs are closed. Establishments that are open only offer wine or beer and SJC airport is completely dry. From my past experiences, I’ve learned to improvise. Property refreshed, I can now await my chariot
     

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  4. Feedyourhead

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    “My wife doesn’t care if I die” hahahahaha shit I’m crying laughing
     
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  5. tringlomane

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    Hope you're having a great time!
     
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  6. Hockeylade

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    I'll break this up in parts.

    Arrival:
    So my Alaska flight was a breeze, allowing just enough time to enjoy an IPA in the air:

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    This view always gets my blood moving:
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    My buddies were arriving in increments over the next hour ten minutes after me. I had a beer and was messing around with an airport VP machine and then my first bestie arrives with another drink for me already in hand. Rinse and repeat on the drinks as everyone arrives, we decide to stay for one more (I am now 5 drinks in) and we proceed to cab it over the green giant...errr MGM.

    Arrival was normal even my buzz was normal, until we walked in. A scooter duo drag racing around the lobby apparently got too close to one of my friends for his comfort. My friend immediately drops all his stuff and starts chirping at the duo at the top of his lungs. The first thing that comes to mind is he's gonna scrap it out with one or both of the clowns, and we're all gonna be 86ed off the property within less than a minute on premises and we hadn't even checked in yet. Apparently, security was already trying to toss the scooter duo and after a brief check that my buddy was indeed ok, we were retreated to the safety of the VIP lounge to complete the formalities. Last look back scooter duo was heading out the front door with security. Good riddance.

    I was comped to a Staywell tower spa suite. I have to stay the whole Staywell floors were great. No smell of weed anywhere, quiet, even pleasant. My worst fears about having a spa suite were unfounded. No jizz stains were to be found, of course I am 5 drinks in at this point and other than a brief pause to hang up 2 shirts and grab a fresh Heineken from the mini bar, I was back out the door and off to meet back up with everyone.
     
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  7. ripper

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    How do they not have the scooter people under control yet? Did you bring your black light for the stains? I don't think that is a good idea. ha
     
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  9. Hockeylade

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    The gongshow was in full, if socially distanced, motion.

    MGM was pretty hopping, at least for an early evening on Wednesday. Bounced into the high limit and was putzing around with a few machines, nothing major.

    Next stop was the lobby bar at MGM and had a few more rounds with the boys. At this point in the day, the details begin to get bluuuuuuurrrrrrryyyyyy.

    I know for certain we rolled into Aria around 6:30pm. Dinner was planned at Javiers at 8.
    I couldn't locate my favorite VP machines, but settled into one that over the next hour yielded some pocket money.

    Dinner at Javiers was a full on shit show. We has somehow retrograded into common beasts. Utensils were not necessary, sleeves were used in lieu of napkins, and we barked continuously for more drinks. At some point, one of my party somehow got doused in salsa. Our waiter was a good sport and kept us well lubricated, I believe he was a former national sprinting champion from Guadalajara.

    Back to MGM, maybe 11ish?? How did we get there, I haven't the slightest clue. We probably cabbed it, though it could have been a walk or even rickshaw. Maybe we'd been carried in sedan chairs.

    No idea what happened after we arrived. I am told I turned in around 2:30am.

    Thursday morning:
    I awoke to my head pounding like a drum. My tongue has fused to the roof of my mouth, Something has warped the fabric of time such that seconds feel like hours.
    My room looks like a yard sale. I am wearing nothing but my left sock.

    All I can courses through my pained head is, "WTF happened---- wait do I still have both kidneys?!"

    I slowly began to move. Confirmed my body was unaltered. I found my jeans. Still had my wad of presidents and now had 10 black chips.... What, I didn't color up.... I WAS wasted. What did I even play???... meh whatever. I was in much better spirits than the all too familiar vegas morning where all you have in your pocket is $16 cash, two sub dollar TITOs, an ATM receipt, and $3000 night club receipt.

    I popped into the shower and my ire is immediately summoned (so summoned I actually took a picture). All I wanted was a nice long soak of my head and I am greeted with this sick joke......

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    This is eye level of the shower head. No height adjustment, I am a mere 6'1"

    I persevered. I did manage to soak my head while it required me to do some slick yoga moves in the shower. Maybe this is what they mean by Stay Well? You want a shower... fine.. do some yoga too.

    Texts begin buzzing amongst my friends, it appears we all survived with our kidneys.

    I was on the Casino floor around 8:15. Second cruel joke of the day, the VIP lounge containing my instant gratification fix of coffee, doesn't actually open until 9!

    Off the Starbucks line with the rest of the commoners.

    This will be Cabana day. And oh there are many photos of which I have sworn never share. 40 somethings give you a lot work with.... where hair used to be.... hair where it shouldn't be..... shitty tattoos... muffin tops... manboobs.... many laughs.

    I was first in the cabina around 10 to 9. Our server showed up at 10. I ordered a provisional bucket of beers and water, with a round of cocktails. I was sipping the hair of the dog by a quarter after. one by one everyone started lumbering in.

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  10. pressitagain

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    When in Vegas....

    I’m enjoying this one!!!
     
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    This made me laugh out loud!
    Good job!
     
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    sounds soooo familiar. Keep up the good work!
     
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    But it is more fun to wake up with a $3000 night club receipt.
    In reality, these days (before COVID), $3000 with table service can hardly get you (a group of 4 let's say) drunk. You will end up with a bigger receipt.
     
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  14. Hockeylade

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    Certainly day of the week and club dependant. A crappy table in the main room at Omnia is easily 5 on a weekend. We have a our favorite locations which generally aren't dance floor side, yet still in the main room of several places and it usually runs about 3. Intoxication levels may vary!:drunk:

    A side note on casino drink service:
    MGM properties have apparently laid off most of the back end bartenders and gone to machine made drinks, meaning you're cocktail waitress also pushes buttons to make em. Result very water drinks. Pro tip: ask for doubles. High limit areas still seem good and stiff.
    Wynncore. variable. I suspect still made with loving hands
    Paris and CP were potent and still made by a person as opposed to a thing.

    Frequency of service was great Wed and Thur. Weekend was slower, solved by giving healthy tips.
    Obviously with bars now open, refreshment is easier to come by.

    Someone asked upthread about scooters. Other than the arrival incident, it seemed (emphasis.. seemed) to be less of a problem than last months Venetian trip. There are still a few random dingbats, or maybe I am just used to it.
     
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    Great TR so far! Following!
    That shower head though. Not great. :(
     
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    Pool Day was heavenly. I alternated between taking loops around the lazy river, soaking my still pained head under the waterfalls, or gabbing some sun while taking a few work calls. All was generally right with the world.

    The folks in the lazy river were a chatty bunch, and aside from the odd screaming kid, it was a pleasant and social scene.

    It wouldn't have been without incident though. There was a group of gals on a daybed. One kept waving or trying to chat me up as I was making my halcyon laps. So maybe after the forth time my buddy says to me, "that mom really digs ya." Which I already knew and I'll give the mom credit as she obviously has taste. I protested, " she's at least fifty, maybe even 60, and..." before I could finish, he agreed. For my buddy there was an odd tactic and clearly he had something else in his head. He did then say, "one of them must be her daughter, mid 20s. I want to check her out ,and you're my ticket." Over the next lap, I proceeded to bust his balls that he was willing to pimp me out just so he can get an eyeful, probably less, and certainly nothing more. He proceeded to remind me of at least a half dozen incidents over our lives where he either saved my ass or I owed him. On the next lap, I capitulated but set out my conditions to say hello. A) I am not leaving the pool B) I am not buying drinks C) more or less all he was getting was, at most, 2 minutes of my whit and charm, nothing more. He was satisfied. We set a "safe word" as well as emergency plans should she attempt to drag from the pool and have her way with me. I had serious doubts he would stop her. So next lap comes around, We stop and within the first half sentence it's apparent that the mom is wasted. Not drunk, w.a.s.t.e.d. I am accused by her of drinking water, which I retorted, " no, its a gin and cucumber." Ok, so it's not the most manly drink out there, but take my word- its great on a 100 degree day in the desert. Mom says, "I am gawwnna try." and before I can protest, She pops up on her daybed while ripping the straw from her drink in this weird ninja move. She jumps down, grabs my cup from the edge of the pool deck, slams her straw in and takes a long draw. As she is returning my cup to its resting place, she starts to fall forward. She wobbled, bobbled, yet somehow managed not to fall face first into the lazy river. At this point I was more concerned my drink wasnt dropped in the pool. If you could have seen the horrified look on her daughters face, priceless. I did my best to suppress the laughter, bid adieu, and continued my float around the pool. Back to the cabana for lunch, which sucked.

    We punted on the pool around 3 and after a quick clean up, departed the strip for points west. I wanted to hit Orleans, yet somehow we wound up at Gold Coast. We stayed for a couple hours, I was happily perched at 3rd base at double deck 21 table with good rules. While I was up, it was mere pocket change. Hunger was getting the best of me and we all wanted sushi. My buddy found this place, I don't think it was in a great area but it served it purpose, and I am almost certain it was next to an aquarium store so you know it was fresh. Uber back to the Stip somehwere between 9 and 10. We hit TI first and planned to roll south from there.

    At this point in the trip my luck begins to swing the other way, they way no one wants it to go. Now, I never like to go up on the first day gambling, its just my thing. It's like being captain of a ship, seeing icebergs and then saying floor it. I know I will give my winnings back and much more. TI was fine at the tables, but the machines were cold. We rolled over to Mirage next. The scene was dead. Tables taken out in the front and most tables closed except for 8 or so in the back corner. I spent a good 3 hours bouncing around, machines, VP, whatever. It was a shellacking. We rolled back to MGM shortly after 1am and I was easily 1.5 lighter. Random games at MGM until about 3, with a net loss for the evening just over 2K.
     
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  17. fudgewapner

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    But did you order the pool mom room service this morning before you headed out the door? It's the gentlemanly thing to do...
     
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  18. Hockeylade

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    Day 3- Freemont Friday and a little food porn

    I was in at the middle of a horrific night terror, my mini bar was empty, when I am roused out of my sleep. Someone is opening the door to my room. It was the maid and it was 6:50am. I spewed a torrent of profanity in her direction. All I heard was a sheepish, "sorry just checking" from the direction of the hallway and the door shut again. for crying out loud. My adrenaline is pumping, my head hurts, and I am now wide awake. I spent the next hour trying to knock off again, and give up.

    Headsoak shower yoga, back in the line at Starbucks, and as my UK team says, "Bob's your uncle". I spend the next hour or so messing around with various machines, I put a couple of bucks in my pocket and I decide I need at least one traveling companion. Text sent. surprisingly I get a reply.

    Another Starbucks stop for more coffee, breakfast, and we decide to head south to Luxor.

    It's nearly noon when the rest assemble. For whatever reason cocktails seem like a good idea. 3 rounds, some fired food, I am raring to go. Played Luxor for a bit and then a short stroll to Mandalay where I spend most of the afternoon swinging up and down.

    Back to MGM, an hour and half more at the tables, drinks, and its time to clean up at head downtown.

    We started at GN. No epic wins for me. I decide to stop by the Johnny cash slots and that's what I gave each of them, lots of cash and it evaporated quickly. Dinner was upon us and we strolled up to The Plaza and Oscars.

    A feast was upon us. Salads, large shellfish platter, a couple of dead steaks shared amongst the table with a double side of king crab for good measure. Drinks flowing, so flowing I ended up launching one into my lap somewhere between salad and the shellfish presentation. Nothing worse that having to sit through dinner with a cold wet crotch.
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    Thankfully none of us suffer from gout and if you do, I extend my deepest regrets.

    Since its still on the early side, we hoof it down to the Elco. $25 single deck, I am at 3rd base, I have two other buddies rounding out the table and the beers are coming faster than I can pound them. All is right with the world again. After about 2 hours I am dead even.
    Back to Fremont.

    The D, for Denied.. Denied any wins. I get buzz sawed by the machines. I pop onto a $25 BJ table with a buddy, maybe 12:30ish.

    The shoe is fine.. until.... let me call him the unwashed kid shows up

    So this kid is hopping on and off the table and just playing stupid.

    Finally after the 3rd stupid hit, (he has 16, dealer shows 4, He draws a face and surprise!!!! busts, dealer flips a 6 and then sinks my 18)
    My amygdala can no longer contain itself and I start chirping.....

    Me: Hey, can I ask you a question?
    Kid: Uhhhh, sure
    Me: Were you good at math, ya know, in college?
    Kid: uhhhh, I didn't go to college sir
    Me: Ahh I should have guessed that, I just thought you suck at math.

    So the kid sits out a few hands and then jumps back in to get 10's and attempts to split versus a dealer face- not that it matters much. I am told I went bananas. Fortunately, I had bonded with the dealer earlier and he was hockey guy as well. The dealer intervened and managed to talk the kid out of it. I offered to buy the kid a book on blackjack strategy, assuming he was literate. He got the hint and left. Now while all the drama was going on, another buddy was quietly collecting TITOs around the casino. He has 4, the smallest amount was $400 and change. He said it's getting weird in here, and I knew what he meant. We all escorted him to cash out and Uber back to MGM.

    Its nearly 3am. High LImit sounds like a great idea...

    Buzz sawed and I call it a night/morning around 5.

    One of my buds did pull an allnighter, and based on time stamps on the texts, got a hand pay around 7:30am
     
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  19. Spivderman

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    You don't say!
     
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    This is a fantastic and, while I don't want you to think I'm laughing at your gambling misfortune (which is every single trip I have), you seem to take it all in stride and the writing style is fantastic, not to mention the anecdotes giving me quite a few laughs. Really looking forward to more!
     
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