Jerry Garcia was right!

Jerry used to say that every once in a while he needed to blow out the pipes. Unfortunately for Jerry, he lost sight of the "once" part and blew himself right into a mortal coma - may he rest in peace. So after a weekend of debauchery I am back to myself - in a happy mood - wanting to be healthy and social. Nothing like a little Vegas to blow out the pipes! I am saving all the salacious stuff for my column, but I will say that I met five great girls and if you have to go to Vegas - having men buy you and your friends magnums of champagne is the way to do it. This year I have had the luxury of experiencing the whole VIP table/bottle service thing (they don't have this in Buffalo) and I have to say that if you can afford the out of control price gauging on the liquer - it sure is a great way to party. On the man front - ghosts of October seem to be coming back to haunt me even though I have put that month and all of its craziness behind me. DT texted me the other day to see what I was up to. I told him that I was going to Vegas and he got excited and asked me if I wanted to meet for coctails when I returned. He then proceeded to check in on me to see if I was having fun (as did my trainer to see if I had worked out) and when I told him about some of my adventures - he was very impressed. Then today at work when I was about to walk into a meeting Mr. Yom Kipper calls me at work...how the hell did he get that number? He hasn't called since he texted me to break our date last month after I saw him out with that other woman (see previous posts for the dirty details.) I told him I was busy and he mumbled something about how he had been in London for a while and was leaving tomorrow for a month in Cuba. I told him to have a good time and that I would see him next year. My guess is that he lost my number or something and had to call directory assistance for my work number since my cell phone isn't listed. Men - whatever. OK - I am off to shower and meet the crackies at the bowling alley for a drink. I can hear you all saying "Those girls are bad news", but #2 is a sweetheart and is leaving for a month in a few days and I haven't seen her since skinny-dipping at The Standard and partying at the dt loft. The only issue is that Pstz will be there as well. Nothing like the whole fucked up sexual circle getting together for one more uncomfortable night out (oh well - I am always the only one that ever seems to feel the discomfort.) I promise to fill you all in on it later. I found out that I might be going back to Vegas on Sunday for a few days to shoot a pilot....crazy world - crazy week. na-na