Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Las Vegas Exploits Part 1

On our first full day in Las Vegas, we spent the morning walking around the Strip.  We ended at Planet Hollywood and the mall area inside.  We got breakfast at some place who’s name escapes me.  On the way back, we stopped inside Caesar's Palace.  Mom had spoken to some guy she knew who had been to Vegas many times before.  He told her, and I quote, “Go in the main doors of Caesar’s Palace, turn left.  The second row of slots, second machine from the right, that’s the money slot machine.” Determined, Mom sat down at that machine, put in the free five dollar coupon she had, and in about four minutes turned it into over ninety dollars.  I followed suit and walked away $35 richer.

We pretty much just wandered around the Mirage the rest of the day.  It was still raining, so we didn’t really feel like walking far.  Mom and I both lost most of what we won that morning.  We watched Illinois basketball in the Sports Bar, while George spent three hours in the poker room turning $200 into $192.  Time well spent.

George and I are soon heading over to the Hard Rock Cafe for a poker tournament.  Wish me luck.

Friggin’ Quizno’s

It’s 8:11 here in Las Vegas, and I’ve been up for two hours because my body thinks it should be making sandwiches.  Stupid time zones.

So this vacation is off to a rocky start.  My folks were supposed to get in today, and I got in last night.  Dad extended the reservation on one of the rooms an extra night so I would have somewhere to sleep.  Considerate, right?

When I arrived at the hotel, I go to check in and the woman behind the desk says, “Oh, I see a reservation for tonight, but it looks like someone has already checked in.”  Well, that’s impossible, because surely my parents would have let me know if they were coming in early, wouldn’t you think?  After trying to figure out what was going on with the woman for like fifteen minutes, I call Mom and lo and behold, I’m made to look quite the fool.

Once I got upstairs, Mom was in bed and George and Dad were across the street playing poker.  I was too tired to do anything, so that’s it.  Tomorrow’s update will be more interesting, I promise.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Saturday, January 24, 2009

My elevator goes up to 11, Part 2

Wow, that was easy.  Two clicks and I'm blogging again. 

So last night some guys from The Q wanted to have a poker night.  So I said, "What time should I come over to your apartment, JJ?"  He says, "Well, we're supposed to close the restaurant at ten, but you know how we always close early, so I think I'll be home by ten.  You can come over then."  So it's a little after ten, and I head over, thinking I'll be fasionably late and not be the first one there.  Not only am I the first one there, but they stayed open at Quizno's until a little after ten. 

I was standing outside of JJ's apartment when he called me, staying they were closing up and he was on his way.  I played it cool, as though I was still at home, and would come over momentarily.  He totally bought it.  I hang around on his front stoop for another twenty minutes or so, and he calls back.  "Hey, we're on our way, gonna stop for booze, be there in a half hour or so."  Awesome.

So I go for a walk down to a Mobil Station for a soda.  As I'm walking past, I see JJ coming out of a nearby liquor store, getting into a car with a few other people, other Quizno's employees.  They drive off towards JJ's and I keep walking.  I get to his place not two minutes later, and I call Dave to let me in (JJ's phone ran out of minutes).  He had dropped JJ off and left to pick up Mike. The doorbell was broken, leaving me with no way to get inside until Dave got back. 

Incredibly long story short, I got to JJ's at 10:10, I went inside his building at 11:15.

Poker lasted all of 45 minutes.  Once we hit midnight, it officially became Mike's 21st birthday, so all thoughts of card games that don't involve beer were forgotten.  We found out that the downstairs neighbors were also having a birthday party, and our poker night quickly devolved to a drinking night. 

Earlier that day, I had gone for a run, and disconnected my key from my keychain so I could tie it to my shoe and run with it.  At the party, I realized I never put the key back on, and I was locked out.  I realized this at 1am, of course, after all my roommates were in bed.  I ended up staying an hour and a half later than I wanted, and slept on Mike's couch at Wentworth. I got up way earlier than I wanted so I could go home, wake up Jay, get my computer and bike and get to J-Spot on time, where I am now.

On the plus side, I won the poker game.

My elevator goes up to 11!

So apparently, Vista has a "Post to Blog" button.  You push it, and it blogs.  So let's see if this can't keep going now. 

My laptop arrived on Thursday, and it's already infected with viruses (viri?) I read a tech blog about this crazy virus that infects your external hard drives and flash drives, then gets into other computers, and I was like, whoa that sucks.  Thirty minutes later, I connected my brand new laptop with my external hard drive and it went kaput.  Slowed to a crawl, didn't load, etc.  How awesome.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

You know who wants to be an art teacher?

I just got back from the Red Sox game. My first game of the season in the last weeks of the season. How perfect. My parents and my brother were here for it too. It was a lot of fun. I haven't seen my brother in a long time. Since Christmas? I dunno, maybe earlier. The point is it was a good time. We went to Boston Beer Works for dinner beforehand and I got three beers.

Also, we were discussing the holidays and I think we settled on a Thanksgiving plan. My uncle lives in Conneticut about twenty minutes from...wait for it... Foxwoods! The casino! Bitchin'. We're all gonna go after dinner, including my aunt and uncle. My mom wants to keep driving down to DC and see my cousin Greg, but my dad wants to go to a Haggis show in Philidelphia. I want to do both.

Sean and Adam made some homemade beer. It tastes terrible.

Monday, September 22, 2008

I'm sorry, Peter. I always loved you.

Yeehaw. Heroes is back! And I don't just mean it's back on tv. I mean it's BACK! with a vengeance! This first episode was everything the second season should have been. Really really great stuff.

Obviously, since I watched Heroes, we didn't finish our D&D session, which sucks, cause I really have a lot of fun doing that. Matt, our DM, had homework or something. We're also not playing this Sunday, which really frees up my afternoon. I got the afternoon of exactly so we could play, and now there's nothing there.

Anyone wanna come visit me on Sunday?