I got really drunk on Friday night drinking Chimay. That's this trappist monk beer that has more alcohol in it than regular beer. I didn't think I was that drunk but then around 1am I had to throw up. I threw up every hour on the hour until 7am. After the second time throwing up I had nothing inside me to bring out so I just gagged and heaved and flexed every muscle in my body. it was horrible. All that heaving and flexing resulted in blood vessels in my face bursting, especially on my eyelids. My face was a mess on Saturday and still looks pretty bad today. The monkey has a new drinking rule, no drinking beer made by monks.
On Saturday I went to Cache Creek with The Funk and his girlfriend. It's an indian casino that strangely has no Indians anywhere near it. Anyway, they have done some major renovations and now it's like a full fledged Las Vegas style resort/casino.
We took a detour on the way their though. The Funk had seen the commercial for Dairy Queen and wanted to go to one. They have this Flame Thrower burger and a strawberry cheesecake blizzard that The Funk was jonesin' for. We had to call information because there aren't that many out in the Bay Area. They directed us to one in Concord so we headed for that one. It was half hour out of our way and when we got there it was one of those DQ limited ones that doesn't have the full menu. BLAH!
Anyway we dropped K off at the front of the casino and then we parked the car. The plan was to park the car, find K, walk around the casino to check it out, make a quick stop at the bar, then go watch a movie at a local theater while K gambled. We didn't get further than the bar because the bartender mentioned karaoke at 6.
We stayed at the bar for the rest of the night. The Funk drank his new rum concoction and I drank shirley temples (a non-alcoholic drink). I had like a million shirley temples and the funk had a million of those rum drinks. They didn't charge me for my drinks though which was nice.
We had about an hour to kill before the karaoke started so we played some video poker at the bar. I stuck a $20 bill in and set the machine to bet 25 cents at a time. I am not a gambler at all. I was going back and forth winning a little bit, then losing a little more than I won, slowly losing my money. Then when i had only enough money for two more hands I hit it big. I got 4 aces and won $200!!! WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Like I said I am not a gambler so this was like winning the big jackpot for me. I stopped gambling and had the machine print out my receipt so I could cash in later that night.
When the karaoke started The Funk put up a few songs. The whole setup was pretty neat. It's a pretty big lounge with a big stage that is open on both sides, so the people gambling in the casino can watch what is going on too. The Funk got up to sing early:
It was dark in there so my phone couldn't take very good pictures. The bright speck in the middle is The Funk. If you see those lights in the background, those are the lights on the ceiling of the casino area. It's totally like you are Elvis singing in Vegas! I'm going to have to go back wearing a jumpsuit and mutton chops so I can serenade the old chinese ladies playing the nickel slots.
After a few hours of karaoke they had a show called Karaoke Kabaret! with the great Leonardo. Leonardo was on fire. I mean that boy was flaming, too hot to touch. He was entertaining though. He set The Funk off on a hooting and hollering fit. The sight of Leonardo doing his thing was too much for a drunk Funk to handle. There was also a magician/juggler and a group of chinese acrobats.
The chinese acrobats got The Funk going big time, even worse than Leonardo. They were beautiful and some of the things they did were amazing. I am surprised they were able to keep their composure with the way The Funk was going off. I would have totally lost my cool.
Anyway, after the show was over The Funk and I went to eat at this oyster bar that they had in the casino. We had a big crab salad each with a half dozen raw oysters and another half dozen fried oysters with lemon aoiloi (sp?). It was a pretty good meal.
K found us while we were eating. She had lost all her money and wanted to go home. We finished up our dinner and then left. The Funk was walking really fast and didn't notice that K was very drunk and stumbling around. I had to grab her keep her from falling over while we left the casino. When we got to the garage I thought she would be ok, as there was no one for her to bump into. While we were walking down one aisle she almost smashed her head into a metal box that was hanging on a pillar, like one of those electrical boxes. So I grabbed her and held on to her the rest of the way to the car.
When we got in the car you could tell she was pissed. She said that she left an envelope with 7 grand at home that she thought about bringing as BACKUP MONEY in case she lost her actual gambling money. Sheesh, to me an extra 50 bucks is backup money. She is hardcore. I mean to her it's no big deal to bet $100 a hand. I was ready to have a fit when I almost lost that $20!
I got to go now but i'll talk about sunday tomorrow.
3:18 p.m. - 2004-05-09
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