Because a bunch of weird shit goes down.

vegas.

epic as usual. 

1. Ellis Island. Power went out in the whole fucking casino. Oceans 13 remake but way more ghetto. 

2. Putting it all on black and coming up hella. 

3. Putting lots of money on the Lakers and coming up hella. 

4. Meeting the star of Chairman of the Board at 3am at some pizza joint. 

5. Our taxi driver who makes his living selling drugs and ripping off dudes with promises of pleasure from ladies of the night. Real character, fake ass Bruce Willis looking dude with a heart of gold.  

6. Good vibes, good people, absolutely amazing hosts at a sick house. 

7. Jen got hit by a taxi. That sucked but she’s alright which is awesome. If I was there I would have gone with the “And shes ok!” line from Wayne’s World to lighten the mood. Or piss everyone off. 

8. Some red carpet nonsense at Body English. Partying with a bunch of Janet Reno look-a-likes. 

9. Texting the same phone over and over and over again just to hear the sparkly sound of someone’s text notification at 3am. Like a pavlovian dog to a sound. 

I’m sure there is more. Back to reality for two more days then off to Jersey for Bamboozle then Nyc for a Rockett/Kill Brand night at Angels and Kings. Then I get home just in time for Unbroken/Threadbare/Swing Kids/etc. @ the Glasshouse. Pants will be shat. 

Xo.

A selection of quotes from the weekend.

“That aint it”-A gentleman of color correcting the karaoke selection when Megadeth’s Symphony of Destruction came on instead of his song choice. 

“Nasty Neil in the grotto what uppppp”-Nasty Neil introducing himself to the world from the, well, grotto. 

“Yoo better know where you are going”-All the drunk asses in the car to our second of many taxi drivers, Mr. Yoo.

“Are you nuts? What the fuck is wrong with you?”-Roulette dealer after I tried to place a bet before he was done paying out the table for the 20th time in a row. 

“What the fuck is a  Kenny Chesney?”-Me

“He’s a country music star. We just saw his concert”-Shitty texas broad.

“What the fuck is a concert?”-Me

“You guys are fucking assholes!”-Shitty texas broad. 

“Oh yea, I heard it was way rock and roll”-Pretending to know what the fuck a Kenny Chesney is when Carrot Top explained that he just got back from his show. 

“After I served some time, I’ve just been slangin coke and weed and that keeps me level. Oh and ripping off dudes promising them sex with the girls at strip clubs.”-Our taxi driver after I asked him how he stayed sane living in Vegas.