Jerry Timms

Since Jerry was going to be in Las Vegas for a week, I decided to fly down for a couple days so we could hang out. This was just a few days after I got back from New York, so it was a busy week! I’m glad I did because we had a pretty good time. Here are some pictures and stories.

The first night we got some pizza at New York, New York and then spent a long time walking up and down the strip checking out all the sights and having a few drinks.

It was kind of cool to be able to see the real New York, and the Las Vegas version in one week!

I tried about a million camera settings to get this picture to work!

So for clubbing we settled on Studio 54, which turned out to be kind of a strange crowd. I was glad to see that they still had the trapeze show, but the music was kind of hip-hoppy, and there weren’t many people there. Definitely not what we had in mind, although we did have several more drinks.

Here’s Jerry thinking, “Hmm, I think I’ll throw Jerry’s shirt into a tree later.”

But for afterhours we discovered the basement club at Drai’s, and had a good time dancing for the rest of the night/morning. The next day I had to work from the hotel for awhile, until we got ready in the evening to go to dinner at the Wynn. Afterwards, we met some celebrities…

We wrapped up the evening with some clubbing at Piranha, where Jerry got hit on yet again by a disenfranchised lesbian (not Whoopi, another one), and drove back to Phoenix the next morning.

On to another topic, it’s been over 4 days now without smoking. Some days I’ve used a patch and gum, some not. Today was a patch day. I figure if I could get through today without totally breaking down, I can probably go a lot longer. Last week was the perfect time to quit, as I was with a group of people who aren’t smokers. Of course I still smelled like smoke from being in the casinos, but at least the smell didn’t originate from me! Seriously, I don’t know how you non-smokers can put up with that smell. When I quit (and I have done it several times before) I am constantly surprised by how many places, people and things smell like smoke. Smokers of course are completely unable to detect this, but we know it’s there.

In Vegas, this girl actually got into the elevator at the hotel with a cigarette in her hand! We went up 15 floors with this smoldering cigarette filling the tiny elevator with smoke. I looked around, my eyes watering, wondering if anyone was going to say anything…but they didn’t. You people sure are tolerant! Of course I’d be lying if I said I didn’t take a couple deep breaths…

So what do you get when you cross 9 hot guys, 3 hotel rooms, copious amounts of alcohol, dance clubs that never close, and a city with very few laws? The answer: my fun weekend in Vegas!

Last Thursday I left with friends Rich and Justin for a much needed gaycation to Vegas, where we met up with friends from CA - one I have met before, and five I didn’t know yet. All were terrific guys, and I’m always excited to expand my circle of friends. Can’t wait to see you guys in LA!

There were quite a few events that I planned to blog about, but after reading Rich’s blog I am reminded that what happens in Vegas really ought to stay there. I think it’s sufficient to say that everyone had a great time.

On my way to a lunch meeting with a client today, I couldn’t help but to feel a bit depressed. That gay bubble has popped, if only temporarily. All of my coworkers had a difficult Friday and weekend (as evidenced by the mound of email I read this morning), and this is going to be a challenging week. No, this week I won’t be drinking, gambling, dancing, getting unexpected VIP invites, or talking to hot Italian pilots. I’ll be a different sort of rockstar this week, so that I can afford what’s going to be a very exciting 2007. (To be continued)