damomoo

36 is the new 50

Oh I feel so old. When we got in from Vegas on Friday afternoon it was after a night where we were up till 5am and the sun was coming up. We had to check out by 10am, get to the airport for a 12pm flight and travel all the way back to Vacaville. I did enjoy our last night in Vegas though. During the day, since we got a late start from being up all night Wednesday, we went to the outlets where I shopped for an outfit to go out in. I didn't bring nicer clothes, no dress shoes and no button down shirt. My buddies were so prepared that I knew I had to turn it up a notch since we were going to Wynn's club, Tryst, which is the new hot spot on the strip. I bought 2 jeans at Ecko, new shoes at Skechers and a shirt at Banana Republic. Still not quite the outfit I'd have preferred to wear but something I can get away with for the money. We made it to Wynn at about 11pm and stood around the line waiting for something to happen. Our buddy Chris who is a firefighter used his "clout" to get us past the VIP line and into the club. We still had to pay, 30 bucks, but I think it was worth it. The club was amazing. It had a three-story waterfall cascading to a pool with the surrounding tables, dancefloors and bars. The music was decent, a mix of old school hip hop and new hip hop. House music later followed as we left the club. I didn't dance with any ladies since the majority were "Professionals" or as the theme was called, "Industry Night". That meant that most people were working in Vegas in some kind of entertainment capacity. We were neither so we bailed for Mist in Treasure Island where we were the night before.
Hanging out in Mist I decided to chat it up with the dj. There was a moment where the music just kinda cut out there and we all looked at him as he smiled and pointed to the computer. He was using Serato but with a Toshiba laptop. I made my way over there and told him he needed to change to a Mac. At that point we just chopped it up. He told me he worked 7 days a week when he first got there. Then when he made "residency" in the casino he was down to 6 days a week. He asked me where I spun at and I said at restaurants here and there in the city. Yeah right! Maybe at private parties but never as a resident dj. Someday...
Back in the Bay Area I met up with the wife and made plans to make it to Tin's b-day party in the city. We went back to Vacaville, got some rest and then made our way back to SF. I brought some of the guys who went to Vegas to her party just to meet some new peeps and get one last hangout night with the guys. Karen made some great Mojitos that night and we enjoyed them thoroughly, translation: too much. We got a late meal at El Farolito's. The wife and I shared a super quesadilla with carne asada and I also ordered a torta sandwich with steak. Mmmmmm.... The wife had to drive home after I stubbornly said I could do it. We pulled over after the Bay Bridge and she drove all the way back to Vacaville. Thanks honey.
I'm still feeling it up to today which is Monday as I finish this post.

posted by DJ John @ 11:23 PM