Vegas Survived!

Head down to Cypress to see Gary and Drew for the night, good times, the Tri-Fector reunited if even so briefly, but seemed just like the old days. It's amazing how with old friends even ones you haven't seen in the longest times that you can all just sit down start chatting joking around and it's like you never missed a beat. So that was good times, stayed at the hotel in Cypress, their renovations are coming aroudn nicely that will be a good hotel in no time, Gary will be raking in the big dollars.





Get ready to head out Friday afternoon, and hit snag #1 received a phone call from our hookup minutes before we left the hotel, that the Wynn was sold out for the weekend so they walked us to the MGM Grand. Which was still a good time, and it probably suited our style a little better than the $500 minimum tables at the Wynn, but was nonetheless a little disappointing.


Then me and Gary don't even get out of Cypress till abuot 2, when we were attempting to leave at 12:15, so that hurt us also. Compounded by Gary getting on the wrong freeway and us getting stuck in traffic going the wrong direction. Thhheennnn, believe it or not, we were not the only two people from California who decided to head to Vegas for the weekend so we hit some major traffic, driving through LA es no bueno. Needless to say, our 4 our drive took us about twice that to get there. Roll in and the boys are there waiting for us in the lobby of our new hotel.

Then a bunch of Vegas happens... Then we head home!

Just playin, start off that evening treat ourselves all to a nice buffet and some beverages, threw some money in exchange for little drinks and random games of chance not in our favor. Go to get into a club, Fake id from Mr. Malek is not accepted, leave, go gamble some more walk the strip a while, head to bed in the early morning hours. Next day we wake up and hit the pool for a while, good times, cruised around the lazy river for a while. Realize that its Spring Break which at first seems like a good thing, but then quickly we realize we are clearly officially at Bro Fest '08. So that's not as cool, so caught some rays enjoyed what scenery was there then headed up to the room. Hit the outlet malls for a couple hours then did dinner at Fiamma Trattoria which was a fantastic Italian restaurant, kinda pricy but delicious and totally worth it.


Head out that evening to the Luxor to meet up with Niemann and a classy lady friend of his. To no surprise Niemann is super late, we entertain ourselves by playing some ridiculous $25 hands of blackjack right outside one of the clubs there which had the most beautiful classy ladies it helped pass the time. Apparently in the midst of this gambling session at rates I should have been no where near, I am handing Gary some winnings and telling him not to remind me that he has them. This turned out later to be a key move in Will's defeating Vegas.


We head over to the club LAX with Niemann, lady friend, Zach and Rue as Tov got shut down for shoes. Dance around, see Criss Angel, stand in the masses had a good time though.


To summarize Will +$250 leaving Vegas = a great weekend