The back of my head was throbbing, just above my neck. It was almost noon and I was in the a random room in the MGM hotel. I need to get back, taxis are expensive, I text one of my roommates. He arrived half an hour later and picked me up on the corner of Tropicana and Las Vegas Blvd. I felt like a hooker. Crap in a box drive through and then I was in my bed, extra comfortable, it was home and much needed sleep was in order.
My state of ultimate bliss and relaxation was compromised A buzzing sound echoed in my head again, only I’m more aware of it this time. I roll over, its well after 5pm, 22 new messages. I lay on my back and close my eyes, I think back when things used to be calmer. My phone vibrates again, its time to get up.

I throw on an old shirt and go downstairs. Volunteers are starting to arrive for set up. I grab a clip board and a couple of roommates and we scout the scene for ideas of what needs to be done before that party starts. The bartenders start setting up the bar, the chefs organize the grill, the poker dealers bring out the chips and cards, the audio guys set up the DJ gear and before we know it our security guys arrive as well as the party goers.
It fills up fast, the bartenders are busy making drinks and the grillers try to keep up with the hot dog and burger demand. An hour goes by and then DJ Timothy Marc arrives and rocks the joint. I’m feeling a little A.D.D still as I’m running around socializing with different people showing up while still trying to maintain organization of different areas of the party. I take a few more shots and continue to drink water, everything is going well.
The music is blasting, hundreds of people here, endless alcohol, everyone’s making out left and right, a fight starts, then a cop shows up, people having sex in the bathrooms and pantry, a bigger fight, 4 cop cars, but after all of the chaos it would be good. A great party, everyone had a wild time and I look forward to doing an event like this again… well… down the road.


















Not one hot girl. How awesome!
Seriously, what a lame ass sausage fest!
Now that’s what I like to call Dick On Demand
whats with all of the random haters?
I saw a lot of hot chicks in the gallery, but I guess if you are adam von wilder then you have higher expectations?
I didn’t realize whales where invited
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THAR SHE BLOWS!!!