Because Rock n Roll doesn't pay my bills.....

This week This week has been a pretty crazy one. It kicked off Saturday with the Mazarati conference at my hotel. There wasn't a car on our drive that cost less than 250000 dollars. Some really sweet rides Ferrari's, Lamborghinis and of course Mazaratis. It was like a scene out of the first season of Entourage, not this season because this season blows monkey spunk.

Then Monday I had off, I went floating down the Truckee River which was a COMPLETE shit show. I went with two of my friends Emily and Danielle, then joined up with a ton of people from our restaurant. The River is amazing! Imagine when we use to float the gore but warmer, deeper and there are about 10x as many people hammered drunk. There are so many people floating its just one big party, you stop off in places like shot gun cove where you shotgun a beer and throw away your cans in a recycling can the city provides (NO JOKE). The end of the river loops you into this restaurant with a outdoor bar and restaurant that is the final nail in the coffin. The rest of the night was a hazy cloud that involved too much money lost at the casinos.......once again.

Tuesday, woke up, f#*ck up, and headed down to Reno to get ink done on my chest. Jack came with and 7 hours later Jack and I both have new additions to what seems to be something that isn’t going to end anytime soon. The place was called Absolute Tattoo and our man was Chris, hewas super fast and professional, will definitely be back. I would recommend him to anyone (Greg?)I have a buy out at the hotel this week so I work straight until LA. I probably will even roll into town around 1:30 am now but nothing much I can do because I am taking that whole week off. But, regardless I am still looking forward to it because we get to do camp together!

Lates,

Ronald :p

Oh man

August showed me this a couple days ago, I'm posting it on his behalf

Denver Playlist

No Turning Back Gui Boratto

Hold Yuh (Major Lazer Remix) Gyptian

Louder Than Words (Original Mix) Afrojack & David Guetta

One Sky Ferreira

Phazing (Tiesto Remix) Dirty South

Shake Them Haters Off Kelly Rowland

There's Space For All Dat I See M.I.A.

No No No Ninjasonik

Up All Night (Ft. Nicki Minaj Drake

Yeah Ya Know (Takers) (Explicit) T.I.

Difficult (prod. by SebastiAn) Uffie

Independent Kill Major Lazer and La Roux (featuring Candi Redd)

The Thrill Wiz Khalifa Vs. Empire of the Sun

Rock N Roller (Vandalism Remix) Kano

Semi Precious Weapons Semi Precious Weapons

Dancing On My Own Robyn

All Our Friends Ninjasonik

More Presents for the Happy Monday Fans!

Greg Max and I met this cat through Stephanie in San Fransisco. His DJ name is Mayer Hawthorne and he is such a nice, down to earth person for all that he has going for him. I love his sound more and more as time goes on. He also was featured in a song with Snoop Dogg named Gangsta Luv, so on point. I recommend everyone looking him up, here is the newest video.

What I have to resort to when I am not in Denver......

Brostitute with Tim Roth from Tim Roth

Rich Dicks

Wedding Season!

Kimmy's wedding was so surreal. I now can kind of get a grasp on how badly you all must have lost your mind at Loops. Needless to say Max and I crushed the wedding.Tearing up the dance floor Vegas style and then SCREAMING the CSU fight song in a sea of buffs were just two of my favorite highlights. Lipps was there but he crushed something else in the pool side cabana...... They had a photo booth at the wedding which was so rad. Here are some highlights.





It was so good seeing everyone this weekend! Some of you I will see in just a few short weeks, as for the rest I know it will be sometime soon. Cheers.

Oh and just one more pic from Augusts visit cause I think its funny its a picture of when August and I shut down Brewfest in Northstar

Hikin' Gamblin' and Livin' the Dream with Clayton

Alright Happy Monday,

I don’t think this website is getting the potential it deserves. I really think many of us should be updating this thing WAY more. We don’t have to have ridic stories, this is just a great way to keep in touch and if some of those stories happen to be incredible and a little “on the sketchy/awesome” side than that’s fine but it shouldn’t mean that we don’t update it with regular kick ass times. So I’m posting about some regular kick ass times in hopes that others will do the same.

Update on life. – It’s unfortunate to say but I haven’t partied in Denver on a weekend since the middle of June. Not because I’ve been staying in catching up on romantic comedies from the 50’s it’s because I’ve been traveling a bit.

Perri and I went to go see Clay and Jess in Tahoe two weeks ago.

Freakin LOVED it. I had a phenomenal time. Both Clay and Jess are awesome hosts and Tahoe/Truckee is an amazing place. It has almost everything a man could wish for – lots of outdoor activities – hiking/camping/boating – couple of legit/ sketchy bars (but lets admit it what legit bars aren’t a little sketchy) – and some serious gambling opportunities. Clay, Jess, Jack and Perri crushed Crystal Bay Casino until 7:00 in the morning. We sat at the same Black Jack Table for 8 hours. It was incredibly awesome. I only won 50 bucks but with my VIP players card I won 7 bottles of wine. (that’s how classy the place was). Anyway the only thing Tahoe doesn’t have is lots-a-single-hot-chicks. But fear not friends, Clay has been doing the best he can and apparently girls/woman who are taken have a special affinity for our friend Clayton.

I won’t give a play by play of the whole weekend but I will say that Clay is doing awesome. Everyone in Tahoe loves the kid (except for said-girls/ womens boyfriends). He really does seem to be making the most out of life and I encourage those of you who haven’t been out there to go. Trust me he’ll make it worth your while and so will Crystal Bay Casino.

Below, you can see some pictures from Tahoe and from Perri and I’s hiking adventures in Aspen last weekend. (along with a rando from a Rockies game)

On July 6th The Rockies came back in the 9th inning from a 3 to 9 deficit. They won 12-9. It was the biggest 9th inning comeback in Rockies history and the biggest one in baseball since the beginning of the 1900's (true story). Please note my rally cap... never give up hope.
One of the best views from the weekend came on the drive home when we went over the Continental Divide on "Holy Shit we are going to die" Indpendence Pass.

Sunday's Hike to American Lake

Beautiful meadows filled with high altitude wildflowers the whole way.

Coming up on Cathedral Lake

Cathedral Lake

Colorado's State Wildflower -The Columbine

Hike above Emerald Lake (didn't exactly stay on the trail and Clay and I had to ford a river to get back- Clay almost drowned but amazingly he kept his cell phone dry)

Little did I know I would accidentaly spray hot sauce in my eye less than 24 hours later.

Holy Sunday Funday

Dear Happy Monday,

Last weekend officially won for “gayest” weekend of a few of our lives, specifically, Chad Huggins and Tommy Joiner. I put “gayest” in quotes because I don’t mean it in a derogatory way (Love you Josh) but literally got kicked out of The Wrangler (biggest gay bar in Denver) for being actually too “Gay”. Let me begin by setting a little context for everyone who did not participate in the day’s crazy antics.

In our normal “party ridiculously hard” weekend fashion we did just that. Killed Fri and Sat tearing up downtown Denver which led to a very hung-over Sunday morning. And by Sunday morning I mean World Cup Final morning…..After casually drinking bottomless Mimosas and Bloody Mary’s from say 10am – 4pm with about 25 of our friends at the Uptown Tavern, the game finally ended with Spain the victors for the next 4 years…..and what do most people do? Go home…recover…go to bed. What do Chad, Matt, Tommy, Shellie, Nicole, and I do? Decide to fake leave with everyone…then walk straight back into the bar for some casual* mini bowling in the back of the Tavern bar.
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*cas·u·al [kazh-oo-uh l] –adjective
1: bar power outage to lights back on and chad has no clothes on
2. tommy joiner slip n sliding the bowling lane
3. stealing shots from the bar
4. lots of yelling and swearing
5. tommy yelling at the bartenders for not being able to make pizza (power was out)
6. free beers for the food taking so long
7. getting kicked out of a bar for partying at 430pm on a Sunday

—Related forms
cas·u·al·ly, adverb

—Synonyms 1. Partying Really Hard
—Antonyms 1. Staying in and Watching Twilight
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After “casually” being asked to leave, we were approached with an epic proposition from a member of Denver’s homosexual community…he proposed that he could hook all the dudes with us up with free beer the rest of the day if we went down to The Wrangler with him. After gazing into each other’s eyes for a split second…then over at the girls with us….then back at our new friend, we all unanimously said “fuck it, sounds awesome” and strolled down the street to what would be a ridiculous shit show.

Here is our tour guide with some man lovin…

So when he said it was all you can drink…he meant it. Turns out these type of bars like to get dudes drunk…especially straight dudes…because lets be real, it’s a gay man’s wet dream to convert an unsuspecting straight lad over if only for the day…and turns out for a brief 30minutes…it worked like a charm.

Upon walking in we all felt like a rare breed of panther at the zoo that everyone wants to see, and by see, I mean undress mentally while licking their lips and “accidently” running their swinging hand into your junk while walking past. At first, yes, it was a little scary but as soon as a few more drops of alcohol hit Chad and Tommy’s lips they went from being a Muslim women trying to cover up every inch of their skin to Jenna Jamison in her prime ready to take on a couple of plumbers in the flick “Backdoor Plumbing II”.

How do you out gay a gay bar you say? Well it starts with launching your own 2 person wet underwear contest and what your pouring on them is pitchers of free beer…I woke up Monday morning (after passing out at 8pm that night) and thought to myself… “Self, Did that really happen yesterday or did I just have my first homoerotic dream…involving two of my friends?” and quickly logged in to Facebook to see this little gem below to a great relief…as morning wood was flying high.

Wet underwear contest also equals, bouncers swarming us yelling to put clothes on and stop dumping our beers on one another….so what does Tommy do? Full extension chug all over his face….ya…immediately kicked out while all the while Tommy and Chad screaming “Straight Discrimination!! I’m gonna sue you guys!!”…..bar 2 getting kicked out of…check.

After leaving The Wrangler we decided we would just wonder down the street aimlessly and go in the next bar we came across. Which unfortunately for them happened to be Williams Tavern like 3 doors down. Take a guess how long we made it in there for? If you guessed 10 minutes then you guessed right….drinks ordered…Tommy gets on the bar with no clothes on still…and starts partying…

The poor bartender (honestly like 4 people in the whole bar, Sunday afternoon at 6pm) was managing the place by herself and immediately threatened to kick us out if we didn’t get him down asap….soooo….we did that. Oh wait…a boxing machine? Ya the ones you actually hit and it tells you how hard you swung plus Matt Britten and Tommy Joiner (no clothes on still) = cops called. Bar 3 down.

Walking out of the bar Convo went as follows:
Chad: “Is that a rainbow”
Matt: “Duh we were just at a gay bar”
Tommy: “We better do some more gay shit, it’s a sign”

Leading to this spectacular picture…note the rainbow in the background.

I don’t know what it is about Sundays that always seems to get weird but here is a little gem to place in your back pocket when playing “Never have I ever” with Tommy and Chad in the future.

Never have I ever had two dudes licking my butt cheeks while one puts fingers down my butt crack (tommy drink)
Never have I ever dumped a full pitcher of beer on my package, wearing banana hammockesk Express gray underwear in a gay bar (chad drink)
Never have I ever been kicked out of 3 bars before 8 o’clock on a Sunday (hopefully everyone on this blog is drinking)

Later dudes…hope you enjoyed.

Happy Monday Country Style

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I thought of the Happy Monday blog the second I heard this song.

Guess who is coming?

Coming to make your lives weird and party professionally but until then....

The gods of Lake McConaughy

These photos are deceptive and make it look like we had an awesome time. If you have nothing better to do for the next two hours read the small novel below and you will find out that our July 4th Weekend was more like a horror movie than the romantic comedy I so badly hoped for.

Our new best friend Mann

Never Have I ever... gotten head while playing World Warcraft. (haha)

The red,white and blue suspenders weren't exactly made to cover nipples but we won't judge. (sorry couldn't flip it for some reason)

So enthusiastic about America's birthday.

Right side. Undefeated.

No comment needed.

The 4th

4^th of July Weekend, 3 day weekend, Americas Birthday, Brats, Burgers, Beers, Boobs, Fireworks, Red White and Blue, Camping trips, BBQ’s, women, Horseshoes, Volleyball and Picnics. AMERICAAAAAA F Yeah. How could you not LOVE this festive holiday.

I like many Americans was looking forward to the 4^th of July weekend. Perhaps even more than your average US Citizen Joe. Why? Because I was going camping/boating with some of my best friends. We were going into, where else but America’s heartland - Lake McConaughy. There was no reason to expect that we would have anything but a kick ass time. We had had a similar unforgettable weekend last year. But this year we were going with more awesome dudes, sports contraptions, food, beer and women. We even had two boats. TWO f***ing boats people. How could you possibly have a bad time with TWO boats.

Well it turns out it is possible. You can have a bad time with two boats. Hell, we learned that you can probably have a bad time with three or even four boats.

Instead of talking about the highlights of the weekend I’m just going to outline why this weekend will go down in history as the worst weekend in our friends history. Our grandkids will likely talk about how horrible this weekend was. And when one of us (Chad Huggins) becomes a powerful US politician and abolishes Nebraska from the US. We will all know why.

Good things that happened during the 4^th of July weekend 2010.

1. No one died.

Bad things that happened during the 4^th of July weekend 2010.

1. Perri and I left at 9:00 in the morning. Early enough to get there and set up our camp site before the rest of the shit show rolled in. Matt B. was nice enough to text me directions to the meeting point. But I received the text message as I was passing the exit I was supposed to get off and because Nebraska is Nebraska I had to wait 20 miles (no exaggeration) till I could turn around.
2. When I got back on the right road I took a left too soon and drove 45 minutes out of my way again.
3. We got to Nick’s house at around 1:20 pm. I assumed that by this time we would have everyone already at the campsite partying and taking turns having a kick ass time in the boat. Why did I assume that? Because Chad and Matt had arrived the night before to set up camp for us. What we found instead was everyone standing around not knowing what to do or where to go. It turns out that Chad and Matt hadn’t gotten us a spot. Instead Chad decided to fall in love with some brunette girl (whose name I’m not sure anyone knows –even Chad-) Chad ended up getting felatio from his new young unattractive friend in the back of a jeep with five people riding in the front of the car. But that incident had occured 10 hours ago by the time Perri and I showed up and Chad had already moved on to the brunettes friend. An attractive young artist-to-be blond girl named Caitlin I believe. I’m not positive because Chad introduced her as his fiancé. She smiled laughed and fell in love with Chad just a little bit more. (the clingyness quickly ensued.)
4. Anyway, the huge group finally rolled out of Nicks house to go get a campsite. When we showed up at the other side of the lake. Ross and Grady were rolling in (even though they left 2 and ½ hours after everyone).
5. Lake McConaughy was higher than it had been in the previous nine years. Barely any beach was available. Every inch of the beach was taken with campers/ tents/ pick up trucks. We had two choices. We could literally camp feet from some poor family that was going to try and enjoy their one weekend away from home together or we could ship ALLLLL or shit and people by boat to the island in the middle of the lake. Don’t know who ended up making the final call but that’s what we did. It took just about the rest of the afternoon, and I’m not placing any blame here (I’m probably at fault here a little bit too) but this decision would turn out to be one of the worst the whole weekend.
6. After moving enough to feed and house a small Vietnamese village for a whole year we started to set everything up. We did this with optimistic hearts not knowing the shit storm we were all about to go through
7. We set up the volleyball net for ½ an hour. It turns out it’s actually kind of difficult to make those things stand steadfast in sand. But with the genius of Grady and Matt we did it. But before we could even play one game we released that it was too dark to play and that we should just play the next day.
8. After dinner we were sitting around the fire drinking beers and having a good time. Ross’s little brother was getting shitfaced chugging hard alcohol and calling Ross gay for no apparent reason. We even made s’mores. But as we would soon realize Lake McConaughy was not happy if we were happy. A massive storm came in and pretty much ruined the night for everyone.
9. The wind was so strong that it actually bent and broke the shit out of the tent that Grady had borrowed from his friend Micah.
10. Our friend Kartal had moved his tent to the other side of the island because he said it was “WAY RADDER”. Later that night he went back to his tent to find it completely blown into the lake. Pillow, sleeping bag and all. His wallet had actually fallen out of the tent and was laying under four ft. of water. He found it, but not after a lot of “This Sucks” searching.
11. The night was ruined for everyone accept for Chad and his Aritist-To-Be. They ended up crawling into a two person tent that was already holding Kona, Matt and Cat’s poor little friend (whose name I will not attempt to spell). And to everyone surprise and disgust they consummated their love together in this small tent. (actually Matt was probably just a little disgusted and not at all surprised)
12. And that was just day 1. Two days to go.
13. The next morning we were going to go boating but decided that we should wait cause it was shitty weather and that it would get nicer later on. So Perri Chad, Matt and I and the Artist-To-Be headed back to Nicks house to drop Chad’s fiancé and new lover off and to get Perri’s car.
14. While at Nicks house Perri, Chad Matt and I played numerous games of beer pong the large majority of which Perri and I won. About two hours later we decided to head back and suddenly Chad’s little Artist-to-be decided that she wanted to come too. (seems innocent enough right? Yes, but this is the sign of a stage 1 clinger).
15. Upon arriving by boat at the island what we found was that EVERYTHING had been moved to the other side. When we got to the other side we heard that there had been some bromance drama between Grady, Ross and Cat about their relationship triangle. (maybe that didn’t actually happen that’s just what I heard). Then I myself had some bromance drama with Grady because he thought I had peaced out to play beer pong knowing that I was missing the huge move fest they were having to do. (including moving all my shit- now I will apologize to those who moved my shit. I honestly didn’t know that we were moving otherwise I would have been there to help). But in typical Grady and August fashion we didn’t talk about it the rest of the trip and mended our friendship by simply partying our faces off.
16. Shortly after arriving at the island Chad’s artist-to-be made continuous remarks about how she wanted to take Chad into a tent. (An attractive sober woman trying to physically coerce you into having sexual relations with you is a dead give away for a stage 2 clinger).
17. Now for the first time during our trip I thought we might have some fun. The dudes had spent a significant amount of time moving and setting up the volleyball nets. Then, in typical Lake McConaughy fashion as we were about to start playing, I looked over and saw Armen (spelling?), Matt’s Rottweiler chewing the one and only volleyball to shreds. The worst part was…. I didn’t even see it comin’.
18. Shortly after Armen ate the volleyball I noticed that Chad was sitting with Artist-to-be on his lap while she rubbed his arms with her fingernails. (an extraordinary amount of sober affection is a sure sign of a stage 3 clinger)
19. We then actually started to have a little bit of fun. Some of the guys played that “knock the beer bottle off the top of a plastic stick with a frisbee and see if your drunk hand-eye coordination is still good enough to catch it” game. There was also a group of us that played flip cup. Ross and I’s side did not lose once. (I would be remiss here if I didn’t add that Ross did not lose one athletic competition the entire weekend. Well done good sir). But the Lake McConaughy gods saw that we were actually starting to enjoy ourselves and decided to intervene. The Holy shit these bitches are crazy Las Vegas girls had shown up earlier that afternoon. We knew they were crazy but none of us had any idea what was about to go down. One of the Vegas girls who will remain nameless for the sake of… well I’m not sure why she’ll remain nameless but she will. She had been taking continuous beer bongs out of a beer bong that had a penis on the end. (classy and awesome). By about 4 pm she was well on her way to an early bed time… or so we thought. We forgot that she was from Omaha and had nothing else to do but drink and so her drinking capabilities were astounding. I think her direct quote was, “None of you bitches think that I can finish this 1/4^th bottle of Captain Morgans do you? Well, I’ve got some f***ing Captain in me bitches.” At which point she knee chugged the rest of the bottle. While said nameless Omaha female was destroying her kidneys there was other drama going on in the campsite. I wonder who it involved. If you said somebody whose name starts with Lady you were correct.
20. For several minutes Grady went missing from the afternoon festivities with another Omaha female. Their immergence from the tent caused quite a stir. Apparently they had been painting red whit and blue stars on each others nipples like any true American would. After all it IS the fourth of July and when a chick with pierced nipples asks you to paint them red white and blue, you sack it up and take one for your country and you paint her damn nipples. Grady’s Denver lady friend who he had brought (nice move Grady) camping saw what had happened and just to make the weekend more fun for everyone decided to run off crying for four hours with an also weeping Chad’s Artist-To-Be fiancé. (tears shed over a relationship within the first 24 hours is a sure sign of a stage 4 clinger).
21. We were all quickly distracted from the runaways when we looked over and saw two of the Omaha girls (obviously nameless/blacked out Omaha chick was one of them) screaming at each other. No one is really sure what it was about but it got physical and intense. We all felt like we were on the scene for the new season of Real World. Real World Lake McConaughy. Directly after the fight Nameless Omaha chick started taking down the girls tent. No one could stop her. 20 minutes, a lot of tears and some blood later the Omaha girls were in their boat headed back to shore and the local bar they had taken over the night before. (their dude friend Ryan Mann decided to stay and those of us who talked to him forged a life long friendship with this rare and awesome human being.)
22. With the crazies gone it was time to start having some fun so we sat around the camp fire to enjoy America’s Birthday. (we did enjoy the 45 chicken breasts that Travis got donated from Red Robin- thanks bro that shit was delicious). Meanwhile Chad had to literally ignore/ walk away from his Artist-to-be fiancé for two hours until she got depressed and left the island. (extreme attachment issues is the final and most convincing sign of a stage five clinger)
23. But just as we were sitting around the campfire enjoying ourselves a light sprinkle of rain started. Innocent enough right? This sprinkle quickly turned into a class 4 hurricane within a matter of seconds. There were times during the night where I was sure someone was going to die. I’m not sure how it would happen but I was 60% positive that the Lake McConaughy gods demanded a sacrifice. And because we were on an island we couldn’t run to the safe and warm cars we had parked on the mainland. I spent the night with a soaking wet/ sandy/ shivering Kona. Mitchells tent cover snapped and he had to lay in the tent for over an hour holding it over Ami while rain hit the rain cover and slide down onto him. Ross spent the night with a wet dog and a very very sad girlfriend. Mostly everyone else didn’t/ couldn’t sleep. The next morning on our way out we noticed that there were 20 consecutive telephone poles that had been either snapped in half or blown completely over. I would later find out that we camped through a legitimate Lake McConaughy tornado warning.
24. The next morning the guys immerged from the tent. What they found was really the cherry on top of the great fourth of July weekend. Ross’s boat was hanging out on shore. Nick Reilly’s family boat, which they had left chad in charge of was gone. Everyone was positive that the boat had sunk in the middle of the night during the storm. Chad was majorly F’ed. Turns out the Lake McConaughy gods only meant it as a cruel joke because they had left it stranded on the opposite side of this massive lake. Hahahahaha good one gods.
25. Ross started shuttling people off the island to their cars so they could get the HELL OUT OF NEBRASKA. He dropped off Kyle, Collin and several other football friends at the beach where their car was. Ross quickly left and returned to the island so they could pack up the rest of his shit and get out of dodge. As Kyle and his crew were walking to their car and talking about how glad they were to get away from this place they saw a horrifying sight. During the storm the water had risen over five feet. His car was under 2 and ½ ft. of water. They had to get it towed out. The carpet was completely ruined.
26. After loading up all the rest of their shit Ross, Grady, Ross’s little brother and Cat were driving across the Lake one last time to their car that they could see in the distance. But Lake McConaughy wasn’t done with them yet. Suddenly, their boat died. Ross had forgotten to shut the fuel tank the day before and water had gotten into the gas tank. But Ross’s positive attitude wasn’t done yet. He demanded that it was going to be fine, all he had to do was call one of the guys on shore to get them to have the other boat come tow them in. That’s when they quickly realized that all their phones but Cat’s were dead and Cat didn’t have anyone’s phone number. So they lay stranded in the middle of the lake for over an hour before a ranger came to tow them to shore.

Life Lesson taken from this… F Nebraska

Hope Your Weekend Was as "Sunny" as MINE!!

Friday was the wrap party for "It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia," and even though I was without ubber fan Clay, I still had a blast, in fact, I don't even remember getting home. :)

Happy 4th of July Everyone!!!

Hope yours was as good as mine!! This is what MY group of non-ski-bum high school friends looks like. We're as tight as all you CO kids.