Bachelor Party!
My
friends took me away this weekend for my suprise bachelor party.
Bringing little but a small duffel bag for the weekend, I had no clue
where we were headed. Chris picked me up from work friday afternoon and
we were off. Driving up 680, I knew we must be headed to Sacramento to
meet up with Bill and Tony. That night was suppose to be mellow. The
restaurant and the backup restaurant they planned on taking me to was
already closed, so we ended up in a hole in the wall chinese place
called Hing Sing. I was worried at first by the strange odor and a
table full of rednecks, but the food was amazingly good and I was happy
we went there. True to his form, Bill would not have a Tsing Tao with
the rest of us but instead stuck with his trusty Budweiser.We then
headed toward a
divey pool hall to shoot some sticks and drink some beer. It was fun
and relaxing. Bill announced at one point to a group of girls that it
was "Timmychanga's bachelor party", and one of them said, "That's not
his
real name is it??", haha.
On the way out to catch a taxi home, I see a colorful sign that said
RuRuLaLa. It was a Korean karaoke place! None of my caucasian friends
have experienced asian karaoke before, so I said cancel the cab and
headed across the parking lot towards RuRuLaLa with my friends in tow,
thinking I'm just joking..
I walk inside and get a room. We walk in and the
first thing everyone says is "We're in this room by ourselves?!?", for
they had only been in Karaoke bars where everyone sings in public. I
could tell they were really unsure of the whole thing by now, but
everyone being fairly drunk at this point from the 32oz. mugs of beer
at the pool hall, we fired up the first song.
Half way through
"Footloose", everyone was screaming/singing at the top of their lungs,
and at some point, completely out of normal character, Chris leaps up
on the table while still singing, tips it, and falls and spills all the
beers. One time the waiter, a short and skinny Korean guy came in to
bring us more beer, and 6'2" Bill grabs him around the shoulder and
yells "Come sing with us!!", he begged "No!! No!! I have to go back to
work!!" and looked truely frightened by the sight of a bunch of drunken
guys and probably mostly by Bill. Everyone thought karaoke was awesome,
and we couldnt' get Bill to leave in the end.
Next day of the suprise party, we drove up to Lake
Tahoe where my friends chartered a sportfishing boat for the day. I
caught a couple of good-sized lake trouts and watched a regatta in the
afternoon. There were many attractive people there sportin' nothing but
scanty swimwear and fancy silicone.
We were pretty much unrecoverable
from the night before, so we headed to Harvey's where they had booked a
suite for me. South Lake Tahoe is very classy as far as casino towns
go. We had a great dinner at the Sage Steakhouse where they like to set
their meats and desserts on fire. Afterwards we chilled out with cigars
and scotch at the hotel lounge gearing up for a night of gambling,
entertaining ourselves by playing Spot the Hooker.
I love to watch Tony gamble. First minute of
stepping foot into the casino, he plops a couple bills on red at the
roulette table right before the No More Bets sign comes up, and doubles
his money before the rest of us even decided on what to play yet. The
best is seeing the other players at the table, whose probably been
there for half an hour, up and down on five dollar bets, stare at him
in disgust as he comes and leaves with his winning.
I don't really
gamble, but the boys put together a gambling fund for me that night,
and told me they'd kill me if I didn't use it at the casino and instead
bought a mutual fund or something with it. So I obliged and promptly
lost it all at the craps table, although I was ahead at one
point..
I'm a light weight these days as I don't smoke and I
rarely drink. That night, I must've had 6 or 7 different kinds of
alcohol, cigars, coffee and energy drinks. Surprisingly no hangovers,
but I was zombie like most of the night in the casino, to which I
apologize to my friends for, for they had obviously spent a lot of time
planning and a lot of money on this trip.
Sunday morning, on the advice of Tony, we hit up the
infamous buffet at Harrah's. Instead of heading back home
afterwards like responsible adults, we hit the casinos again for a
couple hours. In the parking lot, I saw a couple giving their dog in
the back of their SUV food and water, and then shut it inside again to
go back and gamble some more. I hope they don't have kids!
I had a
blast on the trip, especially the unplanned karaoke, and ofcourse
pulling in a couple 4 pound lake trouts out of one of the 10 deepest
lakes in the world! I just wish I had my camcorder with me at
RuRuLaLa...
Comments (3)
Congratulations on the great catch, the fish and the fiance. When's the nuptials?