(no subject)

Jan 25, 2006 23:06

So L.A. rules...

Everyone is full of shit and nobody gives a fuck about anyone. NAMM was insane. I squared up my endorsements which means not buying drum equipment and thats ok in my book... Meeting people you grew up listening to is always funny and strange at the same time. There's too many "rockstars" to name that I saw/met but in the long run people are just people. Well except Scott Travis the drummer of Judas Priest who I nearly shit my pants when I shook his hand (the dude is taller then me), but he was really nice. Kerry King from Slayer is cool as shit, as well as Vinnie Paul from Pantera... and it was great to party with them. Dimebags wife Rita was a perfect match for him too... I'm already anticipating going back and i'll most likely be there soon...

end result= putting chairs through hotel walls and not paying for them rules, drinking a bottle and a half of jim bean solo is rough... or so i was told when i woke up from a 2 day blackout

So Las Vegas sucks...

All I have to say is overrated... and to hit on fucking 16 on blackjack... I fucked myself hard there and blew a $400 bet. ugh, Whatever I came home up $50 so it didn't hurt the pocket. just picture a desert with a bunch of buildings w/ annoying lights and constant noise of stupid slot machines. Who the fuck plays those things. If you play slots, you are gay! I played some slots though...

end result= I'll stick to Mohegan Sun or AC, i'd go there again though if it were free

oh yeah, and fuck caesar and his stupid palace
Previous post Next post
Up