January 15, 2019: Day 5 of the of the 5th Annual Destination Birthday Party in Las Vegas

It’s no secret that the last day in Vegas sucks.

Not only are you often starting to feel the cumulative effects of four days of sleep deprivation and binge drinking, but you also have to come to terms with the fact that your vacation in (literal) Paradise is coming to an end, and it’s almost time to return to the daily grind of work and life’s bullshit.

So what better way to simultaneously drown your sorrows/celebrate than with a bottomless mimosa brunch?

What could possibly go wrong?

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January 14, 2019: Day 4 of the of the 5th Annual Destination Birthday Party in Las Vegas

As if I haven’t destroyed my body enough throughout the course of the past 72 hours, it’s time to permanently deface my arm with some ink to provide a constant physical reminder that what happens in Vegas doesn’t necessarily stay in Vegas…

I’ve got an appointment with Chad James at Studio 21 for 1pm. He’s going to add on to the Welcome to Fabulous Las Vegas sign he tattooed onto my left bicep last trip, starting a Vegas band.

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January 13, 2019: Day 3 of the of the 5th Annual Destination Birthday Party in Las Vegas

Going to bed at 7:00am, a time when most people are starting their day, usually means that you’ve had a fun night.

But it also means that your morning is going to suck. And Eugene and I went to bed fully aware that we owed the fiddler.

Mercifully, when the alarm rings about 5 hours too early at 10:00am, Eugene and I are feeling surprisingly good for having had less than 3 hours of sleep.

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Skydive Las Vegas!

Day 2 of the #5thAnnualDestinationBirthdayPartyinLasVegas is well underway. We're miraculously not hungover, well-fueled on Croquenuts, and have the perfect level of nervous excitement as we leave the Cosmopolitan. Costas is…

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January 12, 2019: Day 2 of the 5th Annual Destination Birthday Party in Las Vegas

The clock strikes 9:30am. Normally, I would curse the default iPhone alarm tone for rousing me from my slumber and/or struggle not to roll over and fall back asleep. But not today. I’m in Las Vegas!

As I get out of bed, I’m pleasantly surprised by the absence of a hangover. While I’m still upset about the poor drink service last night, I’m also relieved that I don’t have to catch a shuttle to jump out of a plane with a discernible BAC or hangover; I’ll pay the fiddler later.

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January 11, 2019: Day 1 of the 5th Annual Destination Birthday Party in Las Vegas

When the alarm rings at 7:00am on January 11, I leap out of bed. The 6 hours of restless sleep I got last night don’t phase me; I’m going to Las Vegas!

Since I’ve got a 3pm flight, I don’t have to be to Omaha until 1pm. Which means I don’t have to leave until about 11:45. Which means I’ve got just over 4 painstakingly long hours to experience Einstein’s theory of relativity in action.

I shower and head to work, where I will accomplish just one thing: setting my out of office email.

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Preparing for the 5th Annual Destination Birthday Party in Las Vegas

Now that my Vegas hangover has subsided, I’m finally ready to reminisce about my #5thAnnualDestinationBirthdayPartyInLasVegas! It’s impossible to describe everything transpired from January 11, 2019 – January 16, 2019, but in the coming posts, I’ll try to give you a glimpse into some of the highlights.

Follow along to live vicariously through my blur of skydiving, fancy meals, degenerate gambling, a late night/early morning at a gay club (complete with a ride in the back of a van on a mattress), my fresh ink, tons of comped drinks, and even a missed flight.

But, before we can dive into all of that fun, we’ve gotta at least pretend that I’m a responsible adult, and lay the groundwork for the trip.

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Vegas Hangover

If the best part of a Las Vegas trip is the anticipation and build up before, the worst part is the come down after. The Vegas hangover, as I like to call it.

Or, as my mom always says, “it’s all fun and games until it comes time to pay the fiddler.”

Oh boy have I been paying the fiddler this past week. As if the physical/mental/emotional/financial toll of Las Vegas wasn’t enough, I got all four wisdom teeth extracted two days after returning. So I’ve been recovering in all senses of the word.

While dental work provides a convenient (and almost universally understood) excuse for my radio silence the past few days, it’s not the true reason.

 

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Sky High for 25!

Excuse the short post, but I’m currently kicking back on the 56th floor of the Cosmpolitan on a private balcony, with a Shock Top in hand, as Costas and Eugene shower and prepare for a night of debauchery on the town!

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