If you guys want to, I'll spill the deets on Vegas. I find the details to be a little embarrassing, not because of what I did, necessarily, but because of how little I did. Sure, I don't like clubs, and I didn't have a lot of money to spend, but I feel like all I did was drink too much. The vacation was over way too quickly, and the only thing I took home with me was a stupid cold, just like every other time I've gone to Vegas.
And before you call me unappreciative of the trip and wonder why I'm being negative, stop thinking that. I had an awesome time. I just wish it lasted longer, and I was a little more adventurous. I'd like to be able to think, "Man, I hope I don't have herpes," and then not have herpes, obviously. But to be able to wonder that would mean I'm doing something right. Right?
So here's a quick recap: show up, go to Steiner's across the street from the hotel, it's off the strip. We get good food and good beer, then catch a cab to the strip. We get drinks and walk around with them outside (awesome), play around on the escalators at the Venetian, and eventually end up at O'Shea's for beer pong. Call me a simpleton, but that place is fun.
Next day, we got home at around 6 30 or 7, so I woke up around 2 30. We go to the pool, they have a water slide. Shit is sick. Already start drinking too many Evan Williams and coke cherry zeros at the room, then go to Steiner's again, where we sit at a table with Guiness and Harp tapped INTO the table. They charge a flat rate per pint on the table. That was seriously one of the coolest things ever. So then we go to the strip again, meet some douche bag kids on their 21st bday, a couple of 2nd grade teachers from Chicago, and I thought they were from Wisconsin. They were confused. I played some poker, and won 15 bucks, and cashed out. Then we ended up at O'Shea's again, where my night gets fuzzy. Rewind just a couple hours: I drank a 4 Loko and a 32 oz fruity drink.
Next morning I felt like shit the whole day. I puked out of Grant's car, and in the bathroom of Chili's. Morning Spencer is way worse when he's hungover. Sorry Spencer and Grant, once again. But hey, everyone needs a break from the grind. I'm thankful Vegas is around so I can be a shitshow there and get it out of my system.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Rambling About Relationships
So I watched this movie called After Sex. It is a series of exchanges with different couples, all of which just had sex. It was like watching a bunch of mini plays all with the same premise. I thought it wasn't very well written and some of the actors sucked. The best part, by far, was Mila Kunis and Zoe Saldana being bi-curious, and lesbian (respectively) college roommates. I think it was the only situation I could be happy with them being not heterosexual. Because I'd like to bone both of them.
Also, I thought it was overall very pretentious because she had mostly couples that would be seen as edgy. There were two gay men couples, and one old interracial couple that used to be swingers in the 60's.
What it did do well though, was make me think about relationships. As weird as the old swinger couple was, they were extremely happy talking about gang bangs and smoking pot after having had sex in the woods. Or some park by a lake, I dunno. Like I said, they were weird. But it was a cool couple to aspire to be. And no, I don't want to do gang bangs. I really don't, I've turned one down before. But I do want to grow old with someone who deals with all my shit.
As for one of the gay couples, I thought they were extremely weird too. One was a high school football coach who didn't seem gay at all, and one was a hair metal band lead singer who seemed extremely gay. And very douchey because he wore his stupid wig and make up around the house. The interesting part, though, was when they had a discussion about who was going to be the bitch and the butch. Because they were both butch, they just happen to like butt sex.
While I am not a connoiesseur of the butt sex, in my experience, most relationships have a bitch and a butch. Or, a better way to describe it, I think is the chased and the chaser (heard that from some movie too, I dunno which one). It seems like so many relationships have to have an order to them, with someone leading it. In my dream life, I want to find Rashida Jones and have a beautiful relationship that is perfectly equal. Although, if she were the domineering type, I wouldn't mind submitting to her that much.
Point is, I think it's cool when really odd couples work. I haven't seen it very much, but I think the next time I see a dude walking down the street with someone who is way more attractive than him, I will salute them both.
Also, I thought it was overall very pretentious because she had mostly couples that would be seen as edgy. There were two gay men couples, and one old interracial couple that used to be swingers in the 60's.
What it did do well though, was make me think about relationships. As weird as the old swinger couple was, they were extremely happy talking about gang bangs and smoking pot after having had sex in the woods. Or some park by a lake, I dunno. Like I said, they were weird. But it was a cool couple to aspire to be. And no, I don't want to do gang bangs. I really don't, I've turned one down before. But I do want to grow old with someone who deals with all my shit.
As for one of the gay couples, I thought they were extremely weird too. One was a high school football coach who didn't seem gay at all, and one was a hair metal band lead singer who seemed extremely gay. And very douchey because he wore his stupid wig and make up around the house. The interesting part, though, was when they had a discussion about who was going to be the bitch and the butch. Because they were both butch, they just happen to like butt sex.
While I am not a connoiesseur of the butt sex, in my experience, most relationships have a bitch and a butch. Or, a better way to describe it, I think is the chased and the chaser (heard that from some movie too, I dunno which one). It seems like so many relationships have to have an order to them, with someone leading it. In my dream life, I want to find Rashida Jones and have a beautiful relationship that is perfectly equal. Although, if she were the domineering type, I wouldn't mind submitting to her that much.
Point is, I think it's cool when really odd couples work. I haven't seen it very much, but I think the next time I see a dude walking down the street with someone who is way more attractive than him, I will salute them both.
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