Monday, January 31, 2011

Rich Dude

This is a true story. I am not making this up. I have seen things like this before in movies but never in real life. OK, here it goes.

A group of 12 of us went to Pete's Dueling Piano Bar for a birthday party around 9. A couple of hours later, a drunk guy and his date, who were both in their mid to late 30s, stumbled in to bar and grabbed a seat next to one of our tables.

The man, who was beyond drunk when he walked in, grabbed a wad of cash that arranged from $5 to $50 and gave it to the female pianist. He mumbled a couple of what appeared to be English sentences to the lady and she said OK. Apparently, he made a deal with her to let him play the drums and she and the male pianist play for the crowd.

The drunk douchbag sucked at playing the drums. He had no clue how to play them and he was not only embarrassing himself, he was also ruining the show. After couple of minutes of looking like a dick on the drum set, the guy stumbles to a microphone and begins to talk gibberish for a couple of minutes and the crowd begins to boo him and tell him to get off the stage. Then something happened. Something that I have only seen in movies. The drunk guy then said something to the entire bar, which probably contained about 200 people, and everyone cheered. Those magical words were "I'm buying the entire bar a shot".

The crowd started to cheer for him and gladly approved of this situation. His waitress, who happened to be our waitress too, walked up to him with the manager to make sure that he was serious about buying everyone a shot. He said "hell yes" and the manager then proceeded to have the waitresses make and pass out shots to everyone.

As our waitress passed out shots to our table, I asked how much the bill would be and she said that this round would cost him a little of $4,000. And apparently this is not the first time this guy has done this. Ashleigh, the waitress, said that he came in a couple of weeks ago and spent $10,000 worth of drinks for the entire bar and then tipped another $10,000 on top of that.

When I asked what he does for a living, all Ashleigh knew was that he did something with oil. About 20 minutes later, the 2 pianist played "Proud To Be An American" for all of the people for served in the armed services. Right after the song, the drunk suddenly awesome drunk guy then announced that he was going to buy another round of shots for the bar. Again, people cheered.

Something different when these shots were being passed out. He apparently didn't like his date very much because after he announced the second round of shots to be passed out, he quickly left and left the bill for his date to pay. I have never seen a woman look so shocked before.

When the management team gave her the bill, she freaked out and started to call her date on the phone. I don't know if she ever got ahold of him but she quickly grabbed her purse and got the hell out of there.

10 minutes later, the drunk, suddenly awesome, date ditcher date came back, paid the bill and said "I am glad she got the hint and left, she was a prude anyway". The guy switched right back to dickhead mode quickly.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Gambling in Ennis

It is almost Super Bowl time and that means its time to gamble in the city of Ennis, Texas with the Betik Family.

Ennis is a small town in Texas but it is definitely a fun town. Every year the week before the Big Game, a guy named Happin' Jack puts together a huge party for people who would like to participate in a bet or two. The way the game is set up is kind of like where people try to guess which square a chicken is going to pee on. A huge square is made and within that square are a bunch of other squares that people can bet on.

Each square is worth $ 500 for the smaller betters and then there is a separate game for the high rollers. Each square for them is worth $1,000 each. If a person won with the $ 500 square, they would win $5,000 and if a person won with the $1,000 game, they would win $25,000. There were a 100 squares in each game and they were all taken up before the night even started.

Another part of this yearly event was the atmosphere. I definitely had a country feeling to it because, well they had a country band playing and alot of people were in their best western wear and biker gear. It kind of reminded me of a George Straight music video from the 90s and an episode of Full Throttle.

Another thing that Happin' Jack knows how to do is to cook. For food, he had brisket, pulled pork, fresh jumbo shrimp, and fried catfish as entrees. Then he had to the normal snack food such as chips, cookies, and cheese balls. But no one could forget the free open bar that he provided to everyone. For this reason, I immediately became best friends with Happin' Jack, who is still a bad ass at the age of 75.

After a couple of hours of free food and beer, it was time to call it a night and head to Downtown Fort Worth to meet some friends, have a couple of drinks and call it night. And that is exactly what we did. I am just hoping that all of that free beer we drank with Happin' Jack will give us the edge that we need to win some money.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

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Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Videos

I found a bunch of videos on my computer that I never had the time or opportunity to upload them to the site. Well here they are in random order.










Sunday, January 16, 2011

Caleb is finally a year old

Kid loves his Cake Happy Birthday to Ogle and Meagan's son Caleb! Ogle and Meagan threw a great 1st birthday party at their house. Tons of their family came from both sides and their friends too.

The coolest part of the day had to be when Caleb devoured his cake and put the icing in his hair. A close second cool part of the part was when he received a bunch of toys for gifts but he wanted to play with the boxes the toys came in instead of the actual toys themselves.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Going Away Party and Potential Fire Victims

After rushing home from the impromptu pub crawl, I to get ready for a surprise goodbye party at an Italian Restaurant called Moni's for a guy from my frat who is moving to Seattle for a job.

I thought the party started at 7:30 but I was wrong and it started at 7 instead. Even though I was late Meagan and Ogle saved a seat for me near the wine and bread. And I am pretty sure that they could tell I went to the brewery that day due to my lack of talking and just looking worn out.

The dinner party was pretty good. There were about 35 people in attendance, spirits were high, and there was a ton of food where ever you looked. The dinner did have alot of Bryce's (the person who the party is for) family and friends with babies at the party so people had to act accordingly. But once they left, shit got crazy and we had to move the festivities to a bar.

The group of 35 dissolved a little to a group of 20 and things got rowdy. First of all, shots were being had by few, liquor by some, and beer by many. It is now about 11pm and you know you are going to see something either completely awesome or just plain retarded when someone walks up to you and says "hey, you guys want to see a cool bar trick".

At first I was hesitant, but the trick did involve fire and I do have a slight case pyromania in my blood, so of course they had my attention. Anyone who has seen the movie Cocktail with Tom Cruise has seen this trick. The trick is putting a match up against the strike zone of the match book, lighting the match as you snap and flick the matchbook across the table or bar.

Apparently I am a natural at this trick because I completed it with great success on the first try. The second try was a completely different story though. I was sitting at a rectangular table with me at one end and the wall at the other. To my left next to the wall was Zach and in between us was Bethany. To my right up against the wall was Mayan and then her fiancee Jeff. I executed the trick perfectly with one small little mishap. Instead of throwing the match straight down the table, the matchbook, which was fully engulfed in flames at this point, veered to the right and landed in Mayan's lamp.

Since Mayan was already next to the wall, her first initial reaction to move away from the flame was quickly thwarted by wall. She freaked out a little bit which is understandable since part of her skirt was on fire,but only for a couple seconds, maybe 6 seconds at the most. I was surprised that she didn't get upset that we not only ruined her skirt but tried the trick again a couple of beers later and messed up her jacket. Whoops!!

At this point, you think we would have learned our lesson but we kept on trying to do the trick. Bethany accidentally set a couple of wires on fire when the matchbook went flying behind the jukebox, Ghassimi burned a small hole in someone's jacket, Barger landed his match in some guy's beer that was sitting near us, and the rest of the people just singed their fingers pretty bad. I think we got away with it for so long because even the bar tender and our waitress were flying matches that were on fire all over the place.

We closed the place down, and like the night before, it was time to get something to eat. Right across the street is one of my favorite late night eateries. Whataburger. And my only choice at this 5 Star AAA Recognized Restaurant is the Honey Chicken Biscuit. That is one of the best ways to end a night.

An Epic Tale of a Journey Cover Band and a Brewery Tour

On a cold, gloomy January night, a magical thing occurred. For one night only, a band was resurrected from the 80's and wanted to appease the Gods of Rock by playing one more live show in Fort Worth. That band was the one and only Journey....or so I thought.

The band playing did in fact play Journey songs but they were actually a Journey Tribute Band named Escape. They played at a place called Spencer's Corner, a place that I have never heard of before. I assumed it would be either a small hole in the wall kind of bar or a fairly large venue that has been hidden from me for some time now.

As Paul, Katie, and I walked up to the place, it looked enormous (that's what she said, sorry but I had to make that joke). But when we walked in, it was just a rectangular shaped bar with with pool tables on the left, shuffle board on the right, and a bar/grill in the back. There was no stage in sight, so the three of us didn't know where this band was going to play. Paul quickly went to the bathroom while Katie and I explored the place, and this is where we discovered the infamous 70's Party Picture Staircase.

The staircase was actually in plain sight, but apparently my duo and I just didn't see this awesome staircase in all of its glory. The pictures that covered the walls of staircase were from what appeared to be the best wet t-shirt that has ever happened in mankind's existence. Some of the pictures were pretty racy, but it is a bar and they have to assume that everyone in the establishment is at least 21.

Katie and I eventually found our way to the stage a grabbed a table in the back that was close to the bar and bathroom. This was the perfect location because we got a great view of the band that was right in front of the bar and when had to go to the bathroom, we only had to walk about 7 feet away, if that at all.

Around 9:45, the Journey Tribute Band came on to play and I started to laugh hysterically. These guys did not look like anything that I imagined them to be. Just look at them in the picture below.

I did have a good time trying to figure out which "famous" actor that each member resembled the most. Lets start on the far left. This guy reminds me of the fat guy from Better Off Dead/Head of the Class/Goodburger. According to Katie, the next guy is just some creepy guy from any bad movie or one of the guys on How to Catch a Predator. The guy in the middle is the lead singer and according to Paul is Nathan Lane's fatter weirder brother. The next guy is the lead guitarist but he definitely reminds me of Karl from Die Hard or whatever character he played in Witness. The last guy on the right is the drummer and was great as Johnny who had to "sweep the leg" in The Karate Kid.

To be honest, the band was awesome. Even though the band had a weird look, they sounded just liked the original Journey. Especially the lead singer. The guy was pitch perfect to Steve Perry. If you closed your eyes, you could have sworn that it was Steve Perry at was singing up there. It kind of seemed like Steve Perry finally got a day off from working at his local convenience store and decided to start singing for shits and giggles.

Overall, the concert was great. Of course they sang almost all of their hits like "Don't Stop Believin", "Lovin, Touchin, Squeezin" and others as well. Right in front of the stage was a small area for people to dance and man did the completely wrong type of people used that dance floor to their full advantage.

At first, it was a couple of hot girls that were dancing with each other and then the atrocity began. A lady in her mid to late 30s who dressed up like a teen whore then strutted her way up to dance floor and tried to show her moves. She looked like she was having a seizure up there with all of her stomach rolls getting jiggy with it as well.

Once people saw this lady bust a move of the floor, all of the other horrible dancers took a cue from her and started to dance with her. This had to be the most horrific natural disaster since the earthquakes in Haiti, even though our seismic waves may have been higher here due to the large people shaking their booties at once.

After a couple of hours of $2 PBRs and$3 wells, it was time to go and head to downtown Fort Worth to the Library to meet up with Katie's sister Alex and a couple of her friends. While I was there, I also met up with my friend Cristina for her little brother's bday party which was really everyone watching this kid take a ton of shots. Obviously he had a great time until midnight when he threw up all over the place.

We closed the Library down at 2 am they girls wanted to go home but Paul and I wanted to go and get something to eat. Then it was all you can eat pancakes at the one and only iHop. 10 Pancakes later, it was time to go back to P and K's house to meet up with the girls to play some Goldeneye on the Wii, watch a little bit of Jersey Shore, and get some sleep before the big day at the brewery.

The next morning wasn't that bad, it wasn't the best morning, but it wasn't the worst. The girls decided not to go to the brewery so it was just Paul and I that were meeting the rest of the group there.

Have you ever had one of the days were you have absolutely nothing planned or have to do so you just end up at a brewery and participate in an impromptu pub crawl with some friends. Well that is exactly what happened to me on Saturday. From 1 to 6, Paul and I did alot of responsible consuming alcohol time that day. The brewery was great and so were the many different watering holes after that. But all good things must come to and end because I did in fact have something to do that day. I had a surprise goodbye party to go to and I needed to get ready for quickly since it started at 7 and I only had an hour to get home, shower, get dress, and make it to the party on time. That portion of the night will be coming soon in the next blog.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Happy 2011

Happy 2011 everyone!! Do you remember what you did to celebrate last night? Did you drink too much beer or shots of whiskey and wake up the next morning outside in trashcan? Well, me neither, but you know someone did.

This year, my friend Fratto decided to throw at NYE Party at his house and invited a bunch of people over. I, of course, was one of the lucky few that got a golden ticket to his party.

The festivities started around 9 and things started at a great pace. I showed up around 10 with Cristina and an eagerness to have a good time.

The basic ingredients for a good NYE party was already in play at the house. A lot of alcohol, some food, a tv with the Times Square Ball Drop on, and tons of friends goofing around. What type of goofing around you ask, well check out this video and see for yourself:


The night ended with a bonfire and a trip to Whataburger around 6 in the morning. It was now time to go home, eat some black eye peas and have some champagne with the parents.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Photos Updated

Check out the updated photos at my site