A Taste of Las Vegas Madness

Wes Louie here. I was supposed to have blogged late last night, but a night of drunken 1/3 at Aria turned into more drinking in our room. Once in the room all I could focus on was making Kraft Macaroni and Cheese, once that was devoured I passed out hence the day after post here. Lucky for me, I had quite the day to post about since we not only had our first batch of visitors arrive yesterday (Alain and his bachelor party crew), we also dealt with some people getting out of line at the poker table.

I will start with bringing you all up to speed as far as the poker debacle is concerned because that is what is freshest in my mind. I showed up to Aria where Wald and Scott were playing 1/3 side by side. They were both about 7 drinks deep by the time I showed up. I quickly had people at 3 different tables ordering me drinks so I could catch up (special thanks to George/Jake). Scott happened to be losing during this particular session and as we all know, when you start to lose, you get haggard, you stop caring about pretty much everything else except how awful the people at the table are, and how much they don't deserve your money. Scott was in the misery/haggard mode and as he mucked his two hole cards, he exposed them to the people at the other end of the table. Most people aren't too upset about this happening because it can be an accident; however, Aria poker players take things a bit more serious than the average. Upon Scott's muck that resulted in the exposed cards, one gentlemen began expressing his frustration that Scott exposed his cards, and almost simultaneously another guy at the table, lets call him Boston (he was wearing a Red Sox cap), literally lost his mind. He stood up, ripped out his headphones from his ears enraged at what just happened, exclaimed "I'm getting the floor!" and stormed off. For those of you who aren't familiar with poker rooms, the "floor" is the poker room manager or authority who oversees any and all disputes during a poker game. So Boston marches up to Jessica, the floor, and apparently struck her decently hard to get her attention so he could bring her attention to what was taking place at our table. As he is doing this, the 3 of us burst into laughter because of how ridiculous the scene he was creating was. After he sees the 3 of us laughing, he says to Scott (i assume it was directed towards Scott since he started all this) "yeah you think this is funny? keep laughing and i'll knock you out!". This actually made us laugh even harder because between Scott and this guy was both Wald and myself. And lets be honest, Wald is way too tall to let some goon get anywhere near the team Doctor. To give you an idea of the potential attacker, he was about 5'7, a little pudgy, and what I would describe as having stubby limbs. So if you can paint yourself a picture of how ridiculous it is for this man to threaten Scott with Wald and myself between them, you very well may be joining in on the laughter. After he finally got Jessica to the table, all Jessica said to us was "please don't expose any more cards, I don't want to get punched". Scott cooperated with Jessica's request and we all calmed down, shortly after that they rack up and we make our way to leave. Jessica asked us to remove ourselves from the poker room due to our groups volume...imagine that. So we haven't quite gotten kicked out of a poker room, simply asked to leave. However Scott has wanted to get kicked out of Paris for the past year and a half so perhaps sometime over the next 3 weeks we'll get drunk enough to really create some problems for Paris. That, or Scott offered me $75 to puke on the casino floor inside of Paris. Hello prop bet night...

Shortly after our incident with Boston, Alain and friends finally found their way to Aria after about a 30 minute search. Alain came over and greeted the 3 of us and within about 10 seconds of being table-side, he began to attack Boston verbally as only Alain can do. Our suspicion is that Boston was too dumb to realize Alain was talking about him, but nonetheless the Seattle crew still enjoyed Alain's unquestioned loyalty. If you are lucky enough, you may see me when I return to Seattle and you can watch/listen to the recordings I have from this night.

On another note, visiting group #2 just landed today. Welcome to Las Vegas Ruben, Katya, Kara, Hayley and Jeff! Prefunking for the evening is actually about to begin as soon as I post this and I believe we will be creating a bit of Payton madness anywhere and everywhere here in the desert. All we can hope for is that no one needs a wheelchair tonight. Thankfully we are within walking distance of everything so a 45 minute cab ride won't be necessary either. If that isn't something to get excited about party bus fans I don't know what is! We plan to aggressively drink the whole weekend with these guys in town, however one event which is mandatory is the return to Carnevino at Palazzo. This is where Wald and I tag-teamed a bone in ribeye back in January and I say this confidently, that was the best food of my life.

As far as future things to look forward to, our boy Schweik is coming to town July 8th. So if you are in the greater Las Vegas area and want to see a man go harder than anyone ever has before, you should come join us in Vegas. Schweik has sent each of us multiple texts since we left Seattle and they are all regarding just how hard he is going to go in Vegas. Hospitals standby.

With the 8 o'clock hour approaching I am running out of time to blog here, but just know that madness will be following this post. Whoever the next blogger may be, they will do their best to walk you through the night we are about to have, that is if they are able to remember it. To all of you back in Seattle and our loyal followers in any other of America's beautiful cities, remember the 3 guidelines to any great night out partying 1) Don't get arrested, 2) Don't get a STD, and 3) Don't go broke. You follow these 3 guidelines my friends, I ensure you, you will have a great night. Until next time...