Dirty Vegas



Okay, because we've all heard the expression, "What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas," I'm just gonna say this much and you can leave the details to your imaginations:

I managed to lose my per diem at the Black Jack table and get myself kicked out of Ghost Bar by four very large gentlemen in black suits. I went quietly. At some point during the night, I 'drunk dialed' Danielle. I have no memory of doing this. Oh, and somewhere there is a videotape of at least part of this nightmare which I have asked be erased or burned.

Luckily, I got ahold of Danielle on Saturday after apologizing via voicemail for the Drunk Dial and was immediately forgiven. No big deal. No damage done. Thank God. Everything was going so well, I would be severely pissed off if my hard-charging sub-conscious decided to fuck me up while intoxicated. Make no mistake -- it did try. It also tried to get my ass kicked by several people at Ghost Bar -- but again -- use your imaginations.

So, Danielle and I talk for a few minutes on Saturday while I'm waiting on the terrace of this historic mansion in Hollywood for a wedding to begin. She's got a birthday party to go to. We leave it at "Let's talk tomorrow."

I spend about six hours at the wedding. I'm sure there is a point at which Cranberry juice can become toxic, however, after an entire night of drinking nothing but Cranberry and Pelligrino, I failed to reach it. No more booze for me -- at least not for a good long while. I don't ever want to be in the position I found myself in Thursday night, again. I don't give a shit about the jerkoffs at Ghost Bar. I don't give a shit about Vegas. The whole ugly fucking town can suck it. However, I do care when I get out of control to the point that my subconscious takes over and starts trying to royally fuck up the important things in my life.

So I leave the wedding, wired and happy. Meet my friend Drew at our favorite diner. Have a Diet Coke while he eats a burger. There is another party I could go to, but, instead, I decide to call it a night.

Posted: Tue - July 20, 2004 at 05:26 PM      

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