Wednesday, May. 07, 2003 - 7:31 am
Now Playing: Grandaddy "El Caminos In The West"
So, last night ended up being rock star night for Michael and me. Eric left us All Access passes for the Smashmouth private party (shut up, Amey), so we soaked up as much free alcohol as possible. Standing in the water watching the band, Michael and I got drenched by a bunch of drunken IBM employees splashing water everywhere. A completely trashed Steve spotted me in the crowd and pointed me out several times before tossing his cordless mic into the pool. Smashmouth did all of their crappy songs from their last 2 records, plus some new crappy songs. But they surprised us with their cover of 2 Van Halen songs ("Runnin' With The Devil" and another that I forget), and "Fuck It, Let's Rock" from their first record.
As I was getting another round of drinks for Michael and myself, a super hot girl named Micah tried picking up on me. And in true drunken-Ryan fashion, I made small talk with her, flirted a bit, then left her to go hang with Michael during the final 2 Smashmouth songs of the night.
When the show was over, Michael and I retreated to the backstage area, where we got kicked off the main stage (we just wanted to see what it looked like from up there). We hung out and chatted with Eric, who clued us into the happenings of the band for the next few days, and made friends with Steve's girlfriend. Drunk boy Steve hugged me more times than I've ever been hugged before, professing his love for me, and his excitement about seeing me in the water watching the show. I had Steve and Greg, the band's guitarist autograph my All Access pass so I can send it to Tank. Steve, ever the caring individual, spent most of the post-show evening pushing a girl in a wheelchair around backstage.
When Mandalay Bay security finally told us all we had to leave, Michael and I stole a full tub of beer, plus the 4 Heinekin's I wrapped up in a towel.
We stashed the stolen goods in the box office while Steve's girlfriend and her friend typed a mean letter to Michael's ex-girlfriend, Dawn.
The 4 of us then headed up to the Foundation Room, where we kicked it and drank until the wee hours.
I love Rock Star nights.
I think I'm still drunk.
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