The Month of May

This was supposed to be a recap of three magical weekends in May, the last of which was Memorial Day Weekend. Now that was almost two weeks ago, so this whole thing just seems stale to me. This type of thing can happen to lazy-ass bloggers who don't post shit in a timely fashion. What's wrong with me? Maybe that will be the subject of my next post. Could be a long one. Look for it in six weeks. Anyway, here's some old news.

First was my bachelor party in Las Vegas, May 12-15 (some punished themselves by staying through the 16th). This was my third trip to the gambling mecca, but it would go on to provide my first true Vegas experience. Most of us stayed at the Cosmopolitan, which just opened this year. The place is gorgeous and and so is the clientele.  By the time we left, the section of my brain responsible for processing the sight of beautiful women in tight cocktail dresses was completely fried. I became numb to it.

Vegas, when you're partying at a pool or in a club has a feel like no other city I've been to. People relate to each other as if they're sitting together on a roller coaster. You know how if you end up sitting next to a stranger, that person is your best friend for the next two minutes? Vegas is like that all the time. Some of the good vibes can probably be attributed to my status as "the bachelor." Girls loved me.  Anyway, the weekend was insane, and having this particular group of people together is something I'll never forget.

There are some friendly folks in Vegas.

Now, after a weekend like that, there's always going to be an emotional let down. It reminds me of how I felt after seeing Avatar in IMAX 3D. In this case, Vegas is Pandora and everyday life is the movie theater parking lot. It just seems so dull. Luckily, my friends Eric and Lauren were getting married back home in Jersey the following Saturday. They ended up getting the best weather of the weekend, but more importantly, the trip home gave me another big party to look forward to. Besides my own wedding, of course.

Every trip home is incredibly special to me, but this one took on extra importance since I'm not making my usual August trip this year. This four day trip would be it until Christmas, so I had to get my money's worth. Sleep would be minimal. Alcohol consumption would be maximal. Wait, that's the case every time I go home...hmmm. Anyway, the wedding was awesome. There was even a great after-party complete with freestyle rap battles. I want to get into details, because those little things that make home home are what I love the best but I'm not doing that today.

Memorial Day Weekend isn't as special out here in CA as it is at the Jersey Shore. There, summer lasts from Memorial Day until Labor Day and that's it. Mem Day Weekend is a massive kickoff and people really go nuts. The whole area changes. It's not all good, but mostly it is. Here, summer lasts from March until November and Memorial Day Weekend doesn't have quite the same cache. But be that as it may, it was a pretty sick weekend. Plenty of beach and BBQ action. I also shot the best game of pool in my life. I might do a whole post about it, it was that good.