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I'm trying to be broke. So I am trying not to spend money. And I want to see I love you, Beth Cooper. And there is a midnight showing, but Vader is at work. And Travis is on Mill and invited me so I had almost convinced myself to go, but I wouldn't drink or only have a drink or 2 and what fun is that when everyone else is going to be schwapped? Blah. Work sucked too, meaning that is was slow, not that it sucked for any other reason, but so i made like no money and have no excuse to convince myself that i would still be acting broke even if i did go out.
vegas this last trip was amazing. i went with vader, of course, and bk, and brennan, and his friends, and bks family, and boh. but none of us really went together we just kind of ended up there at the same time and all hung out. and i got my brother a pimp daddy suite and now he thinks im a pimp daddy.
brennan moved to cali.
my story about the first time i tried dom perignion(sp?)
So Vader knows this guy in Vegas that is a VIP host at the clubs in the venetian and the palazzo(my favorite hotel) and he usually gets us some sort of hookup whethers its just putting us on this list, or giving us an amazing table, or some sort of deal. whatever, hes the man. however, ive only actually met him once. anyways, so we called him when we were in vegas to see what he could do for us and he said that he actually was not working that night but was going to the bank (a club at the belllagio) and we were welcome to join him for half price drinks. so we get there, and we are on the list which is awesome and we go to the VIP area(where paul(this guy im talking about) is) and the big giant black bouncer man tells vader that unless paul comes and personally retrieves him, he is not allowed in, however, bk and i were given the right-of-way and politely escorted into the VIP area *is it strange that i choose to capitilize certain things like VIP but not 'i'. ANYWAYS...so we get in to the VIP area and are on a hunt to find paul (who, again, i have only met once) so i ask around with the security and whatever and he shows me what table to go over to and i see a guy that looks somewhat like i remember paul looking so i go up to him and say "whats the chance your name is paul?" and he says "there is a very good chance my name is paul, here." and hands me a bottle of dom. Which if you are unaware is expensive as hell in the real world and runs about a a grand a bottle in Vegas. So I drank it; right out of the bottle, passed it to Bk, and passed it back to paul *he got vader in. So then the 3 of us are standing at this table, surrounded by 30+ strangers and i tell vader to ask paul to ask how we go about getting these half-price drinks. so vader asks and paul looks at him like vader is the dumbest man he has ever met and says "take a bottle, pour it into a cup". and motioned to the tables which were AT ALL TIMES stocked with 2 bottles of Grey Goose, 2 bottles of some Skyy flavour, and 6 coors lights. Once one of those things ran out a server was there to replace it. *She was obviously instructed to do so prior to anyone showing up because no one ever gave her the order, she just DID IT. So between 30 people I can only assume we racked up a 100,000 dollar tab. honestly. and I never met the guy that fronted the bill. ever. *it wasnt paul*
so thats my story and I think its a good one, and i think i lead a very interesting life. Did I ever write in LJ about my Vegas Mike Tyson story?
no, i didnt, i just checked.
this is my story about the second time i ever saw mike tyson:
-the first time was at az mills
the second time was in vegas, the last last time i went. so we went to one of the clubs at the palazzo one night. (me, vader, and boh) and had a very good time, in the exception that our server was a dumdum and did absolutely nothing for us. and i mean it, and i think you all know that i mean it because i am a server and it takes A LOT to disapoint me, but vader is also a server as is BOh so it was basically a tragedy/trainwreck with this girl. however, our busboy(ninja) was a rockstar. he did everything and was so neat and figured out things for us and ran around like a real ninja trying to make sure eveything was good and gave us some inside scoop and it was awesome. so anyways, the bill comes and its a lot... which is no surprise and we had expected to spend a lot but the thing about was that our server automatically got like a 200 dollar tip. and our busboy got like a 10 dollar tip (no exxageration) so we call over a manager and tell him that our server can have the 10 dollars and ninja can have the 200, considering we saw our server for all of 3 seconds and she gave us incorrect information we felt 10 dollars was more than fair. it was like the pope had come to town (the chaos we created) the manager had no idea what to do and had no idea how to even take the tip off or make sure that ninja got the tip or anything. so he finally figured it out and just took the whole 200 off and said if we wanted to tip ninja we could. so if we were shitty human beings we basically couldve made out 200 bucks richer, so vader gave ninja 100 bucks, and thanked him. ninja came back after realizing that he was just slipped a bill and couldnt thank us enough. so he said that he worked at another club at the mirage the next night and that if he could have a business card from one of us he would put us on the list. os vader pulls out another 100, writes our names and numbers, and gives it to him.(at this point we have lost no money and ninja thinks we are rockstars hes never heard of) so he is soo happy and tells us he will get back to us the next day. the next day he texts us telling us we are on the list and to come whenever we want. we had drank....A LOT the night before, when we met ninja, so we really thought we would just skip ninjas offer but somehow we ended up at the mirage around 1 am and figure we would pop in to say hi. we walk in and he runs over to us and is like "where have you been?""i bought you a bottle?" "i saved you a table" dont buy anything tonight its on me" like crazy talking and somewhere in his crazy talking he says "i got you the best table! mike tyson wanted it but i told him it was reserved for you guys!" we kinda blew it off until we actually got to our table and realized how much of rockstars everyone must've thought we were. the table was ENORMOUS. like, fit for 30, and there were 3 of us, it was lifted up higher than all the other tables so we looked extra important, there was even like spots outside of our table that were obviously intended for security guards. it was insane. And we look down, and there is mike tyson, at a small table, surrounded by his bitches, looking at us like we must've been someone big.
And thats the whole story, but its a good one because we got treated 30 times better than mike tyson, and thats good.
I believe ill go back to vegas on the first of august to see the jonas brothers. im serious. wanna come?