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magic_fratboy) wrote2008-09-25 02:55 pm
magic_fratboy) wrote2008-09-25 02:55 pm
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Vacation Pics (Vegas Edition)
So yesterday, training for the stunt went well. Hung with my crew, and I'm up to a minute fifty seconds on holding my breath. Gonna work some more tonight, by tomorrow Mike says he should have the barrel ready with the rig I need.
Anyway, in the meantime I got some more vacation pics together. These are from Vegas, where I not only hung with my folks? But got the honor and privilege of spending a lot of days with my crew in Searchlight. Hank, Bee, Abe, Annie, Merle, Julian, Juliana, and especially my best girl, Sassy? Thanks for showing me a good time. Everyone else, like Ethan, Faith, Terry, Carter, Denny, Izzie, and the folks I'm forgetting? Next time I'm out there, I hope to get some time to meet you all.
Okay, let's get to it...
* * * * *
My first night in, hanging with my moms when we went out to dinner. This is me and the gorgeous Agatha Karras. See where I get my chin? She's uptight, but I love her like crazy. Sorry, fellas: she's already taken, and my dad's got a temper.
Mom and Dad swap out the camera to pose with me...my pops, Gregory Karras. We're really close, he's without a doubt my best friend. I'm lucky to have him and I thank God every day for him. And yeah...he really is that goofy.
I think Dad snapped this one. I was back from a run to Searchlight, I was wiped, and Mom was asking me if I wanted something to eat. I opted for a soda and a nap...their couch is SERIOUSLY awesome for napping. Seriously. I stayed with them the whole trip, so there was lots of wacky hijinx at home. Ask me for stories and I got 'em.
Rollin' with the Coolidge Crew, AKA my high school homeboys. This was Wednesday, and it's my old gym teacher's RV...yeah, we still keep in touch. Some of my buddies found out I was in town and kidnapped me for an afternoon. We rolled through Searchlight before hitting Laughlin for the day...good times were had, mostly hanging around Coach Casela's RV (his son Manny, far left, was my lab partner in school), though we did hit a couple casinos for a laugh. Coach is across from me, holding the bag of dried fruit. Next to me is Bert Miller, who became one of my best friends after I busted him for cheating off me in chemistry senior year.
Dad e-mailed me this one. Out with my family shopping in Vegas. We were at a street mall and Mom wanted something, so naturally? Dad gets goofy with the camera. The doll in my pocket is from my pops, it's a voodoo doll straight outta the Bayou. Thanks, Pops.
This was my day of hitting the streets, Theo took the pic. This one was so much fun...at the Mirage, Caribe Cafe. Lady's name was Marlene, she was from Oklahoma. I stopped in and just sat down with her, did some magic. Here, I made her ring appear in an ice cube. She was jazzed, pinched my cheek and everything. Really cool lady.
Courtesy of Dee...I was out at the Palms and it was fucking cold outside. Me and the girls did some stuff for the crowd, and I wrapped by making my car appear. They dug it.
My folks' house, night before I left we did a birthday dinner. It was me, Mom, Dad, and a couple of close friends. Huge spread, it was totally awesome. Mom with the camera this time, Dad was egging me into a speech. You can see me turning red in this one. Thanks, you guys.
At my parents' house, chilling by the pool. Mom loves that stupid grass umbrella I always have to duck under...I got this in my e-mail yesterday from Dad. Pops, did you read the manual on that new camera we got you? The resolution sucks, you need to crank it up. I'm telling you, read the damn manual.
My boy Bert e-mailed me this one...I'm so busted. Hanging with the Coolidge Crew again, this time at the Luxor. Manny was playing blackjack with some help from Albert Gray, the guy in dreads and glasses. I was hanging back...no, I wasn't helping 'em cheat. Truthfully? I was screwing them for every penny I could. No, I'm not a sadist, turns out Albert's a Frat brother, so I was jerking him around. He figured it out and helped Manny get his money back.
My second night in, I went to the casino with my parents? We found a Houdini slot machine. Dad needed the picture, and told me to get in it. Mom kinda teared up a little...thanks for sending me a copy, Mom. This one's getting printed and saved.
This one? Totally Baileigh's fault. It's off her cell phone...she came out with me, Sass, and Hank at some point during the week, and she made me take a pic wearing a DANCING WITH THE STARS baseball cap she found...don't ask me where. I look pissed? But I'm not...Sassy was behind her, threatening to oil me up again. You can see my cheeks turning red. Thanks for this, Bee, you rule...and thanks, Sass, for turning me vermilion. Again.
Me and my sweetie...Hank, thank you for this e-mail, this pic is great. Another cell phone shot, me and Sweet Sassafras, getting her hug on. Maybe Zee should be jealous...hmmm...
If anybody else has any stuff from the trip I missed? Throw 'em my way.
Anyway, in the meantime I got some more vacation pics together. These are from Vegas, where I not only hung with my folks? But got the honor and privilege of spending a lot of days with my crew in Searchlight. Hank, Bee, Abe, Annie, Merle, Julian, Juliana, and especially my best girl, Sassy? Thanks for showing me a good time. Everyone else, like Ethan, Faith, Terry, Carter, Denny, Izzie, and the folks I'm forgetting? Next time I'm out there, I hope to get some time to meet you all.
Okay, let's get to it...
* * * * *
My first night in, hanging with my moms when we went out to dinner. This is me and the gorgeous Agatha Karras. See where I get my chin? She's uptight, but I love her like crazy. Sorry, fellas: she's already taken, and my dad's got a temper.
Mom and Dad swap out the camera to pose with me...my pops, Gregory Karras. We're really close, he's without a doubt my best friend. I'm lucky to have him and I thank God every day for him. And yeah...he really is that goofy.
I think Dad snapped this one. I was back from a run to Searchlight, I was wiped, and Mom was asking me if I wanted something to eat. I opted for a soda and a nap...their couch is SERIOUSLY awesome for napping. Seriously. I stayed with them the whole trip, so there was lots of wacky hijinx at home. Ask me for stories and I got 'em.
Rollin' with the Coolidge Crew, AKA my high school homeboys. This was Wednesday, and it's my old gym teacher's RV...yeah, we still keep in touch. Some of my buddies found out I was in town and kidnapped me for an afternoon. We rolled through Searchlight before hitting Laughlin for the day...good times were had, mostly hanging around Coach Casela's RV (his son Manny, far left, was my lab partner in school), though we did hit a couple casinos for a laugh. Coach is across from me, holding the bag of dried fruit. Next to me is Bert Miller, who became one of my best friends after I busted him for cheating off me in chemistry senior year.
Dad e-mailed me this one. Out with my family shopping in Vegas. We were at a street mall and Mom wanted something, so naturally? Dad gets goofy with the camera. The doll in my pocket is from my pops, it's a voodoo doll straight outta the Bayou. Thanks, Pops.
This was my day of hitting the streets, Theo took the pic. This one was so much fun...at the Mirage, Caribe Cafe. Lady's name was Marlene, she was from Oklahoma. I stopped in and just sat down with her, did some magic. Here, I made her ring appear in an ice cube. She was jazzed, pinched my cheek and everything. Really cool lady.
Courtesy of Dee...I was out at the Palms and it was fucking cold outside. Me and the girls did some stuff for the crowd, and I wrapped by making my car appear. They dug it.
My folks' house, night before I left we did a birthday dinner. It was me, Mom, Dad, and a couple of close friends. Huge spread, it was totally awesome. Mom with the camera this time, Dad was egging me into a speech. You can see me turning red in this one. Thanks, you guys.
At my parents' house, chilling by the pool. Mom loves that stupid grass umbrella I always have to duck under...I got this in my e-mail yesterday from Dad. Pops, did you read the manual on that new camera we got you? The resolution sucks, you need to crank it up. I'm telling you, read the damn manual.
My boy Bert e-mailed me this one...I'm so busted. Hanging with the Coolidge Crew again, this time at the Luxor. Manny was playing blackjack with some help from Albert Gray, the guy in dreads and glasses. I was hanging back...no, I wasn't helping 'em cheat. Truthfully? I was screwing them for every penny I could. No, I'm not a sadist, turns out Albert's a Frat brother, so I was jerking him around. He figured it out and helped Manny get his money back.
My second night in, I went to the casino with my parents? We found a Houdini slot machine. Dad needed the picture, and told me to get in it. Mom kinda teared up a little...thanks for sending me a copy, Mom. This one's getting printed and saved.
This one? Totally Baileigh's fault. It's off her cell phone...she came out with me, Sass, and Hank at some point during the week, and she made me take a pic wearing a DANCING WITH THE STARS baseball cap she found...don't ask me where. I look pissed? But I'm not...Sassy was behind her, threatening to oil me up again. You can see my cheeks turning red. Thanks for this, Bee, you rule...and thanks, Sass, for turning me vermilion. Again.
Me and my sweetie...Hank, thank you for this e-mail, this pic is great. Another cell phone shot, me and Sweet Sassafras, getting her hug on. Maybe Zee should be jealous...hmmm...
If anybody else has any stuff from the trip I missed? Throw 'em my way.