Day 1:
Tom and I arrived within minutes of each other at LAX. Ray picked us up. We stopped briefly at his father's house before heading to Las Vegas. He said that he needed to pick some stuff up, but really I think he wanted to show us his gun collection.
Day 2:The two nights in Vegas are a blur. I think the individual highlights though are:
1. Donny won $300 on slots.
2. Ray had a duet with Celine.
3. Tom ran the buffet's dessert gamut.
And the Star Wars penny slots.
Day 3:We drove back to LA and had to leave behind the buffets.
A notable conversation from the carride:
Ray: You have to try soju while you're in Cali.
Donny: I've had soju before.
R: When did you have soju?
D: I had a Korean roommate in college.
R: Who? Michael?
D: No, you.
Day 4:
We spent the day with Cory. We ate at El Taurino for lunch and I learned how little Spanish I actually retained from high school.
We visited the Getty Center and had a "very significant" discussion on "multiples of 30 and parts of 30." We measured the Getty with dollar bills.
Dinner was at a Koream bar-b-que, where we paid to cook our own dinner.
Cory tried to learn how to order so that he could come back later and impress his girlfriend, but he couldn't even figure out how to read the menu. "The menu doesn't even list 'all-you-can-eat' meat bar-b-que. How do you know it's there?" Ray replied, "It's listed on the cover, but only in Korean."
The Dodgers game was fun except for the Dodgers (who lost miserably)
and the fan who fell asleep during the game (Note Ray in the back).
Day 5 & 6:These days were a mess of watching TV and just hanging out. We went to a farmer's market. We ate more Mexican. We went to the beach and saw an old man performing Achey Breaky Heart. I threw up on an airplane.
Great trip...except for the vomit.
8 comments:
great post, donny. great trip...except for the jimmy buffet bar.
-t
did you use the Buddy Hackett bag or did you make it to the stall?
Neither. It was horrible.
Note the orange shirt that I'm wearing in the pictures because that's the last time you'll see it. I tossed it while on the plane and they had to give me another shirt to wear. Size medium. When I get back home next week I'll take a picture of the little shirt I ended up wearing. It's comical. But only to other people.
YO, anon. Are there STALLS on an airplane? Smarten up. Donny - so sorry you were sick!!
This post totally kick's Tom's recap post in the ass.
I'm trying to visit Ash and John in LA at the end of October and now I think I need to meet up with Ray, if only to see his gun collection.
that's too bad. i had my daughter BH in my lap on the plane once. unfortunately for me they didn't have a spare pair of pants to give me. since, i've learned to always carry on a change of threads. hope it wasn't a favorite shirt? you look good in orange =)
wow pip, rude. notice i did not plural "stall". i was referring to one single stall. one itty-bitty need to back in to get in "stall".
Dear Donny,
Why did you vomit all over yourself on an airplane ride? Were you airsick or was it something else combined with the altitude?
Also, why didn't you use the designated airsick bag in the seat pocket in front of you?
Finally, you skipped over how the people around you reacted to your sudden eruption. Was this on purpose?
Fill the avid readers in with what they want to know.
Lindsay
WE WANT A NEW POST NOT A BELLY ITCHER.
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