Above: The biggest little city in the world! I think I would rename that to something more appropriate -"Reno is like Vegas without teeth!"
This past Friday, Paul and I headed to Reno with two of our close friends Will and Ryan. Ryan’s 25th birthday was this past Saturday and he wanted to head to Reno for some good ole white trash fun! Paul and I had never been to Reno so we thought while we are still living in California we would check it out. Reno is only a three-hour drive from San Francisco so we all packed into out new car and headed on a fun road trip.
We all skipped out of work early Friday to beat the traffic. We were all pumped to go on a mini birthday bash weekend. We were jamming to the new Madonna CD and looking at the awesome views of snow-capped mountains as we headed to Reno!
When we got to Reno it was exactly what I pictured it would be – old Vegas style with trashy shops and people that were stuck in a time warp. We were placing bets on how many people we would see carrying oxygen tanks around the casino. We stayed at Harrah’s – one of the few casinos that were in Reno. Our room was small and the shower barely worked and the toilet didn’t flush! We didn’t care it was after all a white trash weekend.
Paul, Will and Ryan made their was down to the casino but I needed to freshen up so I stayed behind. When I went downstairs to join them Will had already hit over $800.00 on a penny slot machine! What a way to start the weekend!! We then discovered a new game called Blackjack Switch. We all were hooked and had a blast playing it. While we were all sitting down playing, I started to feel the whole building move from side to side. It’s was an earthquake! I had never felt one so strong and it lasted quite some time. The swaying movement sent some people running out into the streets but we all sat and looked at each other – not moving. I looked up and noticed there were flat screen TV’s above out heads and started to get up form my seat, but then it stopped. It was a pretty powerful earthquake.
Now after we had been playing blackjack for a while an African American guy was sitting near Paul and was trying to bum money off of him and then he started to point fingers at us and say we were gay. It was quite comical but we just ignored it. I had no idea this would be the tone of the Reno trip!
After the quake, we met up with Ryan’s good friend Davin and headed out to one of the few gay bars. Poor Davin actually lives in Reno and showed us the miserable places they had for gay nightlife. Our cab driver was a bit odd and felt the need to tell us that he has dirty dreams about gay men. Oy Vey, the guy reminded me from the puppet on tales From the Crypt. I am not sure what he was expecting five gay guys in a cab to do or what he was thinking but we hightailed it out of the cab fast! The clubs were deserted and filled with mostly lesbians, which is totally fine, a lesbian was hitting on me and telling me I am handsome and I had a cute name. Uh, she was pretty drunk so I'll take that with a grain of salt. After dancing and rang in Ryan’s birthday at midnight, we headed back to the Casino to play more blackjack.
Saturday (Happy 25th birthday Ryan) was a lazy day of walking around Reno and enjoying the nice weather. We walked around the little city and heard more derogatory remarks from cars driving by yelling “Fags” and overweight women walking by saying “It’s a queer fest in Reno” It was quite comical because the people in Reno are the true definition of white trash – I thought Texas took the cake but Reno is the grand prize winner. People were driving around in pimped up cars from the early 80s and blaring “Freeze Frame!” The majority of the people looked like they were dragged along the pavement. I don’t think anyone had a full set of teeth! It was really a sad place bit we did have fun.
We found a really nice sushi place and sang happy Birthday to Ryan! It was a great time but we were ready to head back home. We all left with the appreciation of where we live but it also opened my eyes to how ignorant the world is. The majority of this country is STILL backwards – I am just glad we are not living in those areas. This country is a long way from having an African American president, that’s all I’m saying!
As my friend Deb said today, "Reno is like Vegas without teeth!" Amen!
Above: Oh wait - with that title "Reno is like Vegas without teeth" above this photo it appears I am saying Will has no teeth? Nah - he's part of the Vegas crowd! Driving back from Reno - Will lost in the moment of sleep.
To read a really insightful post from my friend Ryan ( the birthday boy) who was on this trip, click the link below.
7 comments:
I am not completely sure what it means that Reno is like Vegas without teeth, but it definitely sounds right!!
Damn! I knew there was going to be a picture of me past out dead on the way home!!!
Sigh...
1) Thank you for posting that picture of Will in the car! Love it!
2) Edit this line "while we are still living in California." You aren't going anywhere Mister, if I have anything to say about it!
Oh Will you love that picture! :-)
Uh oh.. so I guess when we move I'll tell you once we are out of the state? LOL Just think you will have a reason to visit the east caost!
Cute guys!
-JL
I read your blog entry -
http://thiswomanisdangerous.blogspot.com/2009/08/wheres-my-dad.html
It breaks my heart, and I now thoroughly understand why you turned to females for love and/or compassion - your father is the worst creep ever - he turned you into this miserable and discontented alcoholic for the rest of your life(and uncompromisingly vicious, too). And now you are taking out that anger and hatred on others as he remains hard to reach. It's a sad, sad story, but I cannot ever forgive you for your terminating my promising Net contacts, and that you brought out all the evil in me, as it cannot be reversed after it has been unleashed. HOW I wish I never gave you my email address, which you sought to get with a relentless, desperate passion, and which in time resulted in giving in to your demand to give you my postal address and my phone number, too. (You conveniently never gave me yours.) You equal poison to whomever you feel inclined to pursue, you are damaged beyond repair, so you subconsciously try to drag your potential mates into oblivion. I suggest that you target your original hatred towards your father, where it belongs, even if that may mean putting a bullet in his head. This is the last time I will communicate with you, Steffie. I mean it.
http://thiswomanisdangerous.blogspot.com/2009/08/ongoing-norway-tranny.html
I LOVE this - imagine that your petty lesbo self was rejected by a bona fide tranny! [:)s] I couldn't care less if your entry stands till the end of time. Your ammunition is all used up - you have pulled this trick SO many times before - I'm immune, bloaty dyke - didn't you know that I'm now an open transsexual? There is no way you can hurt me anymore - you are merely doing me a favor by spreading this ancient "news" once more. I feel sorry for you. You are the most pathetic creature I have ever encountered. Imagine, even a tranny rejects you... [Amaze] LOLZ
http://thiswomanisdangerous.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-am-i-really-mad-at.html
This is positively HILARIOUS!! [:))] You let the original entry be available on your blog for more than 2 - two days( I saved it for its entertainment value)!! Yet you still claim that you only posted it because you were merely *too drunk* at that moment - your confession that your father actually SHOT at your mom with a gun notwithstanding! No big deal, according to you - besides your daddy is around 70 years now, so for heaven's sake give him some slack! Once again you make me laugh out loud - you are such the phoney and you KNOW it! [:)] I'm sure Daddy Dearest sincerely repents and that you will be reunited once again - heaven knows for WHAT! [Crazy]
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