The last day

The last day in Vegas actually started with the preceding evening, and getting back to the room at around 8:30AM.  I fell asleep, of course, so I don't know if that stripper ended up trying to come by or not.  I tried to get up to watch at least part of the football game, but I couldn't resist more sleep.

I ultimately woke up at around 3:00PM to a female voice softly saying my name from the living room.  It turns out that it was that of Godmother (aka Sparkles) and Telef who came to hang out with us for the day/evening.  We waited for Jiggs and Teezy to come back upstairs from gambling (which they apparently went while I was sleeping - Tendo made his way to the poker room at some point, where he stayed until dinner.  When the gang (minus Tendo) was assembled, we said Fuck It, and started drinking.  Sparkles made us a delicious concoction of Grey Goose, Nuvo, and Hypnotiq.  Between that and some free gambling drinks (vodka/Red Bulls), I was pretty good and lit.  We went down to the buffet where we of course skipped the line (we were getting quite used to this treatment).  Too drunk to really eat much, I just chilled mostly, but I made sure to get some King Crab legs!

When we got back to the room, Joel and Marcia called me and said they would hang out with us that night.  Our plan was to go down to the club in the Bellagio (The Bank), where there was an amateur pole dancing contest that night.  Apparently, in general, Sunday nights were hot at The Bank, and since we knew we wouldn't have to worry about the line or admission.  We were going to pick up as many girls as we could from the club and bring them back up to the room for an afterparty.

Joel and Marcia came to the room at around 10:30PM for pre-party, and part of this included more Four Loko...

We at least had to drink it with some class.  Afterall, we did have older distinguished guests with us.

The 8 of us went down to The Bank and got in pretty quickly, and this is where the night took a turn for the epic...

Saturday night (More strippers than people)

Saturday night was when we knew things would start to get a little out of control.  It was AVN night, so we knew that people would go nuts at the afterparties.  Our plan was to start off the evening using out free admission/cut the line privileges at The Bank (Bellagio), where far East Movement was playing.  We were going to go down, grab a few girls, or at least phone numbers, and save them for later on for the after party at our place.  Skipping the line for a club whose line is quite long proved to be a very good thing - we had girls coming up to us, when we got in, it was kinda crazy.  One of those "seems too good to be true" kind of things, but it was genuine.  We stayed at The Bank for about 30 minutes, got a few numbers and went back upstairs for a few more last minute pre-game shots before heading out to Moon (Palms). 

On the taxi over, we saw Marcus Banks (Boston Celtics) driving his sick Audi R8 (the back of the car even said "M BANKS").  As we pulled up to the Palms, the big billboard had Andy Dick's name and mentioned how he would be at the afterparties or the AVNs, so me an Jiggs were basically like "not this fucking guy again...this should be interesting"

We walk into Moon adn get walked right to our table, which was on the outside deck area.  It's funny because last year, that was exactly where we wanted to have a table.  It is the perfect spot, because it is right outside of the dancefloor, so very easy to get girls to come out with us, especially since it's a good place to cool down from inside.  Not to mention the fucking view!

 That's actually a pic from last year when we were hanging out in the same spot, just without the luxury of a table.

C-Teezy and I went over to Rain nigthclub, just a few paces away from the elevator that takes you up to Moon.  Our intention was to grab a few of those ASU girls, but walking in there was more impressive than we expected.  Part of their presentation was having girls on wires flying above the dancefloor

I found the ASU crowd and told them that i was upstairs at Moon, but C-Teezy and I managed to find a few other girls as well, that had on "Eyes Wide Shut" style masks on.  We were close to bringing them back upstairs with us, but honestly, I am not sure where we lost them in the move, lol.  Coming back upstairs, though, I ran into a girl who lives in NYC and is a huge Mets fan, so I invited her back to our table at Moon. 

Near the bathroom, I noticed a dude that looked like a football player, so I asked him if he played for the Cowboys.  His response: "Nah, the Patriots".  It was getting to the point where anyone that looked like a football player in Vegas that weekend pretty much actually was an NFL player.  I also told him that I wouldn't feel like a man is I didn't tell him that I am a huge Jets fan.  He kind of laughed and congratulated me on a nice win earlier that day, so that was cool.

There were 2 cute girls that Jiggs and I were talking to at our table, that I guess he brought back at some point.  After talking and flirting with them for a bit, they went off to the dancefloor where we said we would meet them.  When our bottle was done, we still had the table, though most of us were spread out (C-Teezy was off at a roulette table with Tendo in the Playboy Club, but we'll get back to that later).  Jiggs an I noticed a cute blonde come to our table with some other guy to check out the view.  Upon further insight, we notice that she is the same girl that Jiggs was talking to earlier! After asking about the girl I was talking to, Jiggs pretty much told them to get the fuck out of the table. Could you believe the balls on this chick!?

Anyway, we got the rest of the crew, including 3 of Teezy's friends that we had been chilling with since the day before, and we bounced, trying to pick up more girls for the afterparty.  We managed to find a group of girls downstairs at the Palms who looked like they had nothing to do.  After a mild fight almost broke out between one of Teezy's friends and some random jerkoff that was talking to on of those girls, we continued trying to get them back (they took our side, ha ha).  Turns out that these girls actually wanted to come back, but the rest of their crew was gambling elsewhere at the Palms (where they were also all staying) and they didn't really want to break up.  Jiggs actually kind of hooked up with one of them in the club already, so it should have been a done deal. 

Meanwhile, the dude sitting next to Teezy as he won about $2K at roulette in Playboy Club invited us all to his table at Spearmint Rhino strip club and they were texting back and forth while we were talking to those girls downstairs.  After finishing up talking to those girls, and running into a very drunk NY Giant '04 retiree, Teezy, Jiggs and I headed over to the Rhino (Tendo decided to head back to the suite and skip the strip club for tonight).  Mostly excited from his big win, Teezy insisted that we should take a limo over to the Rhino, on him, so we did.  We arrived at around 4:30AM, and it was packed.  I am pretty sure there were more strippers in there than people.

We were immediately approached by a stripper running down the table service options, and of course we took one.  We each got a girl and proceeded to our table, and got a bottle of rosé.  At one point, my girl pointed out a stripper int eh booth next to ours giving a lapdance to some random due.  Apparently, that stripper was Frenchy from Rock Of Love

She said that a few of the Rock Of Love girls danced at Spearmint Rhino as their regular jobs.  Anyway, the rest of the morning at the Rhino had some pretty good highlights. While with our strippers, Jiggs' started giving him a massage that involved walking on his back as he lay down on the bench, looked kind of funny.  While this was happening, and I was being straddled my my girl, suddenly, we heard a huge crash in our booth.  Teezy's girl was straddling him as he sat and they must have lost balance, because they both fell down hard, knocking over champagne glasses and whipped cream all over.  I was honestly surprised that there was no broken glass and/or blood, but my legs had whipped cream all over them.  So worth it for the ability to tell the story.  The best part is that the show just continued to go on.  At one point, Teezy made it rain in the booth with the wad of loose singles in his back pocket (and we will get back to that later).

I should also mention that at around 7:00, while we were still in the booth, I got a call from Tendo asking where the fuck we were.  He said he went home, went to sleep, and work up to a new day and we weren't back yet, it was kind of strange.  He claimed it was like Home Alone, lol

Getting toward the end of our morning with the girls, it was about 7:30AM.  My girl said that she was getting off after our dance (take that how you will) and that because we were tipping them so well, she wanted to come back to our suite with me and bring her equally hot friend who was also getting ready to end her shift.  She gave me her number and told me to meet them downstairs at the Bellagio when they got there so that I could take them back up.   (No, I wouldn't have to pay for it, they just both wanted to chill)

After settling the bill, we took a limo back to the Bellagio, where Teezy continued to make it rain with the $800 cash he had left from his earlier winnings.  After publicly counting in in the Bellagio lobby, and despite Jiggs and I trying our hardest to stop him, he blew it all playing about 3 minutes of roulette at the Bellagio.  Needless to say, we came back upstairs quickly. 

After briefing Tendo on what just happened, we all passed out at about 9AM and prepared for our final day in Vegas

Jets!

Just going with sequence of the trip, I had to place a post about the Jets victory in here somewhere!

A few hours after getting back from the expo, my good college friend Tyler as well as his brother Trevor and wife Caitlin came to hang out in the suite for a few hours.  Tyler lives in Mesquite, NV with Caitlin and Trevor happened to be visiting this weekend, so we had to meet up.  We all watched as the Jets beat that big-headed fuck Peyton Manning and his shitty Colts in the nail-biter of a game.  That victory put me in a good mood for the rest of the night.  That plus the fact that we played a Jersey Shore drinking game as part of the night's pre-game activities.  Unfortunately, my 2 friends did not join us in coming out that night, but it was good to see them and celebrate a Jets playoff win with them!

Adult Entertainment Expo

The first thing that me and Jiggs see when we walk into the building is a woman with tits the size of my head walking around with an outfit that has the same amount of fabric as a Barbie doll's dress.  Lord knows how those things stayed in all day.  Sh was walking toward registration just like us, and we overheard a security guy get on his walkie and say "Make way, looks like big bobos are back".  Good way to start expo day.  After wishing well to a few Jets fans on the line, we made our way inside.

Overall, it seemed to be bigger than last year, and more stepped up in general.  Even the souvenir/autograph-holding bag was better quality than last year, its a nice tote bag that, despite have the logo for "Porn Apps" on the side, I might actually use for other things.

Unlike last year (when we went on the Friday expo), we came on the Saturday, the day of the awards as well.  I think that because of that, and the anticipation of the ceremony at night, it was more crowded, so we knew that may be annoying with standing in lines, but we were prepared (although Jiggs and I switched places from last year regarding who was more hungover - he won this year)

The first person whose picture we went to get was with Rachel Starr, here is mine:

...although mine wasn't as good as Jiggs' video with her that I took.  basically she is doing the same thing, but shaking her ass.  Fucking hot.

But getting a picture with her didn't come without some delay...caused by no other than Andy Dick and Pauly Shore. 

They were hanging around the Jules Jordan booth shooting some kind of reality thing.  Andy Dick kept yelling out "Ladies and Gentlemen: if you want to ruin you career, work with Mr. Paul Shore!!".  As is the case with multiple takes, it was funny the first time we heard it, not so much the next 20 times.

Wandering around, we got more pictures and autographs from the girls.  Besides getting their promotional pictures autographed, Jiggs was having them all sign his arm:

while I was having them continue on signing my shirt from last year.  I only got 4 on the shirt last year, so I wanted to put a little more damage on it.  I think I did a decent job:

 The rest of the expo consisted of getting more autographs and pictures with the girls.

 Kelly Divine and Sophie Dee:

Tory Lane:

 Chanel Preston:

 
While waiting in line to get Jenna Haze's autograph, we were cut in line by those assholes again:

But again, they were shooting this reality thing, so it was part of the skit.  Jiggs and I will probably be in the background.  Either way, we got Jenna again:

One my shirt, she even signed a "2010" next to her autograph from last year, and signed again in another spot with "2011".  She even remembered what she was telling us about being hungover from drinking too much Jack last year, lol.

Gina Lynn (who told me to come to her party at Voodoo (Rio) that night, told me that she loves taking shots, and smelled distinctly of vodka, still smokin hot though!):

Deauxma (notice the classic prom pose):

Bibi Jones (never heard of her but she was hot and seemed like she might be a start later, so I figured why not:

Random floor girls, one of which was giving me the "Fuck me" eyes all day (red streaks):

Dennis Hof, of the Moonlite Bunny Ranch.  We ran into a couple who was proud of the fact that Dennis had just spanked the woman  hard on her ass

Oh yeah, and the Ying Yang Twins performed:

So overall, it was a great year for the AEE.  Jiggs' only regret was that he wasn't wearing his Sox hat, as there were a surprisingly large amount of people (including myself) wearing Yankees hats at the expo (ha ha).

Massive posts coming shortly

Hello all. I am currently at McCarran airport, getting ready to leave Vegas. Due to lack of time and sporadic internet, I haven't been able to update you guys since Friday night's adventure.

I will just do a bunch of posts for the different days and nights from Saturday until now. I can guarantee that you won't be disappointed. In many ways, this trip topped last year's trip hands down. (I fell asleep at around 7:45 this morning, and woke up at 8:30 this morning, to give you an idea)

So I will be sure to complete this year's blog very soon, I just wanted you all to know that I haven't forgotten about you. After all, if I were busy blogging, I wouldn't have had time to have the adventures!

See you soon


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Sasha

After a few shots at around 11:30PM, we were off.  Luckily Pure nightclub is right next door at Caesar's Palace, so we walked over.

We got our VIP table in one of the rooms at the club and went out to the dancefloor a bunch.  Our hostess/waitress had ZERO personality and kind of sucked, but she was hot as shit.  Ah well.  I wish I had a nude photo of her just to exploit her bitchy ass.

Anyway, Sasha Grey was hosting the party, so she was wandering around taking pictures with people, including me:

We had a short convo about her acting in The Girlfriend Experience (I really do think she was great in it), and she genuinely seemed to appreciate it.

The rest of the night just consisted of trying to pull girls to our table, and subsequently back to the room afterward.  After being mildly unsuccessful with this, me and Jiggs chilled on the dancefloor (after the rest left to gamble at around 3AM).  The layout of the club is such that one of the VIP areas overlooks the dancefloor, and some hot chick pointed at me and wanted my fedora.  I of course said Fuck It, and gave it to her, then she invited me and Jiggs up to that area.  That was kind of cool, because we then had this view:

I felt that we had to take advantage of our elevated position, so I pointed out these 2 kind of unattractive British girls to talk to (they were eye-fucking us for a minute).  When I tried inviting them back to the room, the one girl said "I really want to say yes, but I have to go to the convention early tomorrow", so I just gave her my number.  Hopefully, she doesn't call.

Jiggs and I bounced to go meet up with the rest and gamble, Although I didnt bet much, I still left the table being up, so that was good.  As we were all walking out of the casino, we saw these 2 dudes walking with this hot fucking girl.  They turned to us and asked if we wanted to come chill with them at Drai's (after hours club).  After I convinced them that Drai's wasn't the right choice for them, they agreed to come back to our room and chill.  While talking to the girl, I asked if either of the guys she was with was her boyfriend, and she enthusiastically said "No".  My followup question of course was if she had one, which she once again enthusiastically replied "No".  I told her "You just said the magic words, you and your friends should come back and party with us in our room".  They all agreed and we started walking, when a group of more male friends of theirs joins us en route.  This was quickly turning into a bad situation, but I called an audible when I noticed that the girl drifted back and was talking to one of the 2 original dudes and stopped walking.  She was the only reason I was inviting these people back, so I told the main dude that we will chill the next day.  Apparently they are all ASU students, and they have a group of like 25 people with them (he claims mostly girls, but we'll see).  They are going to be at the Palms tonight, so I'll call them up and try again tonight.  We could probably invite all of them back to the room tonight afterward.

After a bit of 5AM gambling back at Bellagio, we finally called it a night and headed back to the room (but not before C-Teezy bought some more dice lollipops and a bottle of Moet).

Jiggs and I are about to head out to the AEE, live blogging to come shortly from the expo!

Football

There is an insane amount of NFL players in Vegas this weekend, particularly the Bellagio.  Like half of the Dallas Cowboys are here.  A few hours ago, we ran into Marion Barber, Miles Austin, and a few others just wandering the casino floor.  Not to mention Jason Witten and Emmitt Smith from earlier in the day when C-Teezy won big.

Telef and Godmother have arrived, and should be coming to us soon, then we're off to the Sasha Grey party at Pure!

The Bellagio

Waking up for that 11AM checkout at Luxor was kind of a task, as we were all extremely hungover.  But we somehow managed, and in time.  While waiting on the long taxi line, C-Teezy and Jiggs (who woke up continuing the drinking) decided to make mixed drinks.  As one of our ping pong balls fell out of our box of booze, a lady who was also waiting on line asked us where we were heading, and we told her that we were in town for a ping pong tournament.  The dumb bitch actually believed it, haha.


We get our taxi, and head out to Steve Wynn's (Terry Benedict) flagship Vegas hotel - THE BELLAGIO.  Jiggs and I checked in at the VIP room.  For rooms like this, they actually have you check in at a separate room that consists of complimentary wine, breakfast, water, sodas, etc as well as sitting area.  It was great.  We were even able to score free entry to The Bank (club in The Bellagio) for Saturday, when Far East Movement will play (you may know a little song of their's called "Like a G6", I think they play it every now and then)

After getting our keys, we proceed up the elevator to the 29th floor.  Our reaction to the room as soon as we walked in was very loud.  This place is by far the biggest and nicest hotel room I have EVER stayed in.  It is 2500 square feet, has 2 bedrooms, 5 bathrooms, 7 flat screen TVs (4 of which are in bathrooms), button-controlled drapes, a sound system, and so much more.  I know I sound like I am trying to sell the place, but it is pretty damn crazy.

And the day just keeps getting better.  After a few hours of just relaxing in the room, C-Teezy and some of his friends who were also in town, went downstairs with the intention of winning enough money to be able to pay for an extra night at in this room.  Originally, the plan was to go back to Luxor for Sunday night, but it would be so much easier to just stay.

They come back to the room about 45 minutes later, screaming their heads off in excitement.  Not only did he just win $1200 during that time, he did it while playing blackjack and craps with Emmitt Smith and some other current players on the Dallas Cowboys

Yup, that Emmitt Smith

Naturally, we booked the room for Sunday night as well (and as a bonus, because it is not considered a weekend night, the rate was half from what we are currently paying a night!)

We have booked a table tonight at Pure nightclub in Caesar's Palace, which is right next door.  The beautiful Sasha Grey will be hosting that party, so you know it's going down.

More to come.  So far, this trip has been amazing, and we were barely here 24 hours!

Night 1

Last night was a great start to the trip!

As you saw in the last post, we started off the evening with Four Loko and Grey Goose shots before we left the hotel room.  That got us pretty good and lit, so we were ready to go.  On the elevator ride down, as C-Teezy was attempting to make the 2011 version of this picture:

...a group of athletic young dudes walk in.  One of them was wearing a huge blinged out Houston Texans chain with the number 25 on it.  Turns out that he is Kareem Jackson, cornerback for the Texans.  I am pretty sure his friends were on the Texans too, but I didn't recognize them.  All of us were talking about Four Loko the entire ride down, kinda cool.

We made our way over to Tao at the Venetian, and the line was ridiculous.  Because of that, we found a dude that said he could hook us up and get us inside if we pay him the cover.  Being the FourLoko drunkards that we were, we agreed (stupid rookie mistake).  We did get in, but found out that we need a fucking hand stamp to get anywhere else in the club, as in the main dancefloor.  Basically, we got screwed over by this guy, and Jiggs was on a mission for the rest of the night to find him and beat the shit out of him, and of course we all would have joined.  Fuck that guy.  But the way I looked at it, we gambled $30 and lost, so it wasn't the end of the world.


To get the stamps, Tendo had to work his verbal magic with the bouncers, and that shit actually worked, we got to skip the line, and although we had to re-pay the cover, it was cheaper and again, we didn't have to stand in that fucking line.

Once we got inside, it was fucking amazing.  There were gogo dancers flying above the dancefloor on wires, they started dropping foam bubbles on everyone at one point, and 50 Cent as well as Floyd Mayweather were both partying there.  Not to mention that last night was hosted by Jessica Drake

By the end of the night, our mission was to recruit girls for our hotel room after parties for Friday and Saturday nights, and we were quite successful in getting phone numbers, so we'll see how that pans out.  I was on a tear getting numbers, even outside of the club, it was truly a thing of beauty, according to the guys.

I actually don't remember how we got home, but we did make it (with Tendo!) and Jiggs immediately hit the jacuzzi.

That was night 1, stay tuned for my next post about our reactions to getting the Bellagio suite!

Orange Dots

Soooo, C-Teezy and Tendo just arrived, and the first thing we did was drink some Four Loko, my first time.  I can honestly say that it was one of the most disgusting things I have ever tasted, but it is an experience.  Jiggs swears that he is seeing orange dots in his money...after drinking a quarter of a can...

OK, so Four Loko down, now off to Tao for the night

Guess who's back...

So after the guys asked me to text Joel and Mercia (you remember them from last year, right?) to see if they will be in Vegas again, I finally remembered to do it earlier today when I landed.  Not thinking anything of it, I got a text back from Joel a few hours ago and they are here!  They are staying at the Venetian this time, and we'll hang out with them at some point on this trip.  That little detail just made this trip that much cooler.  Needless to say, Jiggs went nuts when he found out that they were actually here, and I know Tendo and C-Teezy will have the same reaction when they land

Wandering

My flight actually managed to get in early, around noon Vegas time. I can't check in until Jiggs gets in at around 4:30, so I've been wandering the strip in the meantime. Being alone in Vegas with nothing to do can be dangerous (Do you think your Wu-Tang sword can defeat me? On guard!) Sorry, couldn't resist.

Anyway, luckily I'm only down about $15, purely from slots and video blackjack. Which is funny, because I came to town for sluts and video vixens (bad joke, I know, but I haven't had an adventure yet, so this will have to do for now)

At Caesar's, I found out that Sasha Grey is hosting a party at Pure on Friday. If she weren't married, I would have booked a table right there and then. We may still end up there though

So far, I saw a few people that were on my flight, particularly this one hot Hispanic girl, but I wasn't able to break the ice in time. Oh well, I'll probably see her again soon

Sorry that this post isn't more exciting, but trust me, tonight should be promising. Most likely, we will be at Tao, where Jessica Drake is hosting a party (fucking hooooot). I've been to Tao before - even without Ms. Drake, that place is ridiculous, so I can't wait

Well, as I sip on my first (free) drink outside of Caesar's, I welcome you to my latest Vegas experience. See you back here very soon!

P.S.: leave fucking comments, to let me know you guys are reading this shit!

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It begins...

And so it begins. My 3rd flight to Vegas within the last year, and I still feel like that isn't enough

Soon, I will be in the air with a head full of Absinthe and anticipation (good name for a band).

I have no idea what will happen over the next 5 days, but that's the whole fun. After watching nothing but Vegas movies all day yesterday (with the exception of an old episode of a shitty TV cop drama that I made the mistake of watching the first minute of and got hooked to the plot), I know that the following things will go down:

1) I probably won't remember at least 50% of it

2) Some asshole blackjack dealer who looks like Wallace Shawn (or maybe the actual Wallace Shawn, I haven't seen him do much acting recently) will repeatedly win and screw me out of money

3) We might end up robbing the Bellagio after coming up with an elaborate plan...

4) ...our "elaborate plan" will get figured out by security within minutes and we'll end up in a back room getting the shit kicked out of us by Bruiser (who I actually happen to know in real life, so maybe he'll go easy on us)

5) We'll very likely end up getting the digits of a random 3AM shift waitress at O'Shea's

6) We will discover that drugs are truly bad, but not until day 3...

So as I fly directly into Vegas, I will have all of these things in mind. I might be online during the flight, so I'll update you from the air.

And now the obligatory VEGAS BABY!!!!

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I'm back...

The AEE Vegas adventure will continue on Thursday (1/6/11) when my Boston boys and I depart to Sin City.  This year, we will be staying at the Bellagio, in a penthouse suite, so it almost guaranteed that we will get bananas again.


Stay up on the blog starting this Thursday and tell your friends!!