Thursday, June 26, 2014
Thursday, June 19, 2014
Will and I just had an incredible once-in-a-lifetime experience: we had dinner with The Crystal Method, then got to hang out with them behind the scenes at one of their gigs. And party with them. Lots of dancing and partying.
It ended up being a last-minute thing, with about a week's notice...we were on the list to hang with them for "a Vegas show", but no idea when it would be [we were crossing our fingers it didn't conflict with any of the copious travel Will has been doing for work]. We get a call last week, saying there was a spur-of-the-moment show happening in Las Vegas, could we make it? We had about a day to decide/arrange things, and we were already burning our "dog/house-sitting" credit with a friend for a trip coming up in a few months, so it was looking like we were going to have to say "thanks, guys, but we'll pass on this one and catch up with you a bit later on". Then Will saw an article online about this show being their 20th anniversary celebration in their home town of Vegas.
Thus began the scrambling.
Long story short: we found someone to watch the dog and the house, and we headed to Vegas Tuesday afternoon. The flight was a good one, one that could have been so, so much worse...we were seated next to a woman holding her five-month old baby. But she was awesome company; we shared stories about traveling and the Louvre and Paris and Normandy, and her little one was amazingly well-behaved. The two times he started to fuss [take-off and landing, when the change in air pressure bothered him], she soothed him quickly and he quieted down almost right away.
We lucked out. Big time.
Got into McCarran with no troubles, and grabbed a cab to the hotel while exchanging texts and emails with Sadaf, the seriously awesome woman who was wrangling everything [crazy respect for her...what she does a tough job, and she rocked it]. We were staying at The Cosmopolitan...I'd not stayed there before, so I had no idea what to expect. Interestingly eclectic decor, like they were trying for a New York "urban couture" fashiony kind of feel...like the wallpaper in our bathroom:
The band were staying in the same hotel, so dinner location was easy: downstairs. We headed to The Henry and met with Sadaf, then hung out for a bit waiting for the rest of the gang arrived. We had no idea what to expect, but it turned out to be even better than we could imagine...the group ended up being Scott and Ken [aka The Crystal Method] and Sadaf, a few friends of the guys, and Ken's wife, mom, dad, and brother. A much more intimate and personal gathering than we expected, and we were lucky to be a part of it.
It was a fun, chatty, interesting, and relaxed dinner; everyone was just so frickin' cool and genuine and down-to-earth. Ken was a brilliant host, making sure to introduce us to everyone, telling them we were "with the band". Lots of good conversation with Ken's brother Frank [a musician and artist] and his parents, interesting talks with Scott about Fantasy Island plots and how the EDM scene has grown and changed over the years. It was truly mind-boggling to be in the cab from the airport and see billboards for Tiesto and Avicii and Benny Benassi...dance music is now not only a club staple, but DJs and musicians are *headlining* huge shows. It's an awesome thing to see.
We had to actually reign in the dinner fun to head to the club, since it was getting late...we peeled off in twos and threes and headed over. A surprisingly short walk for Vegas [where distances are really deceiving], and ten minutes later we were in the guest line, watching a poor guy stressing about not being able to find our names [seriously, he seemed like he was going to get in trouble for the confusion...I guess there were some troubles with the list that night, so some high-power people were getting really upset].
It all cleared up with minimal fuss, so up we headed to the rooftop to Drai's Beach Club. Palm trees, a swimming pool, and waitresses in skimpy bikinis and sailor's caps [the guys working there were in less revealing attire, a serious double standard, I think]. Can I just say how cool it is to be the ones going behind the ropes?? I could definitely get spoiled by it.
|The aforementioned bikini and sailor's cap.|
|A fuzzy panorama of the view from the Beach Club.|
And so the party began. Many bottles of vodka, tonic, cranberry, and tequila were consumed, and copious limes were sacrificed to the tequila gods. The opening acts were excellent, there was much dancing [and drinking] and mingling [and drinking] and a surprising number of good conversations were had [and drinking]. A very large number of very genuine and fun people...it felt like a big family, and they were all going out of their way to make sure we were a part of everything. Phone numbers exchanged, email addresses traded, hugs given, and much dancing and bouncing and swaying and complete enjoyment of the music.
|Our hotel, The Cosmopolitan, "just down the street" from the club.|
|Caesar's Palace across the street [that's Ken in the lower right and Janine in the spangly headband].|
|The Bellagio. We had some amazing views of the water show from up here. Bonus shot of Will trying to avoid being photographed. :^)|
I'm sure it goes without saying that Ken and Scott's set was AWESOME. A mixed set of some of their own stuff and some DJing, some old, some new. It is always cool to watch a DJ do their thing, and these guys worked hard while making it look easy. High, high energy from them and from the crowd, and they were crazy interactive with everyone...you could tell they love what they do.
|Scott on the left, Ken on the right.|
|It was hard to get a good picture of this...that's Janine on a raised platform on the side of the stage, dancing and absolutely owning a hula hoop. She rocked it.|
|Really good crowd, very high energy.|
Another DJ kept it going after Scott and Ken were done with their set, and the party lasted until about 4:30am...we were going to go out with Frank and some friends after, but it meant he would have had to drive us to and from our hotel and we didn't want to cause complications, so we begged for a raincheck and made our way back to the hotel. Before everything ended, Janine grabbed us for a photo with Scott and Ken:
|I love how it looks like Scott is photobombing his own picture.|
And so we all said our goodbyes, with us thanking them many many times for such a terrific time...then Will and I made our way back to the hotel, to try to grab a few hours of sleep before we headed back to the airport and back home. It was an experience that we will remember for a very long time...and one not without its aftermath:
|Tequila is a cruel and wicked master.|
An absolutely awesome time that we would do again in a heartbeat.
Posted by stacey at 6/19/2014 03:57:00 PM
Friday, April 25, 2014
Spent a long day at the hospital yesterday...my friend had their surgery to [hopefully] remove the cancer, so I spent the day waiting with their spouse and then got to be with them when they came out of recovery. So far, so good...a long road ahead to climb back from the pretty serious slicing and dicing that was done, but they are inspiringly strong and surrounded by much love and support, so here's hoping it goes well, goes smoothly, and most importantly, goes quickly.
If everything lines up and the proper criteria are met, they will be discharged today [which is a mind-boggling thought], so I'll be heading to their home after they get settled in to hover and fuss and distract and do what little I can for someone whom I love dearly. A tiring time, but nothing approaching the exhaustion they are facing...
Posted by stacey at 4/25/2014 10:13:00 AM
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Found out that my Aunt Joyce died recently...she was an awesome example of how to stand up to life, spit in its eye, and still find a thousand ways to laugh at the absurdities. She was a force of nature with a big personality, and a part of who I am today.
Posted by stacey at 4/12/2014 11:49:00 AM
Friday, March 21, 2014
Was caught off-kilter by Will last night...out of the blue, he told me that he "appreciated that I can fight my own battles". He went on to say that "among all the other things he appreciates about me" [dawww], he likes that I don't come running to him any time something happens to ask him to intervene with his friends or co-workers or whoever to make things right.
Not really something I ever thought about. Of course I deal with it myself...it's *my* problem. Never been able to do it any other way. So it was an awesomely unexpected compliment to receive from my closest friend, one that's going to stick with me for a very long time.
Posted by stacey at 3/21/2014 10:59:00 AM
Thursday, March 13, 2014
I mentioned earlier that I have a love/hate thing with this time of year. Love the weather and the season, hate the amount of drama and pain that has been crammed into these cold months in recent years. And it continues to pile on.
That close friend who was diagnosed with cancer? They found out that the initial treatment didn't work...the cancer has grown and is now in more than one spot, so it's on to more drastic treatment. Fuck.
Earlier this week, a pair of close friends (they were two of the ten we had with us when we got married) had to take their not-quite four years old son to the ER with stomach pains; he's been in the hospital since then. Tonight, they were told that he has leukemia. He starts chemotherapy tomorrow. Fucking shit.
And just to keep it interesting, the news of my friend's diagnosis came on the anniversary of the day my dad died. And tonight's news? It's the anniversary of the day my mom died.
Posted by stacey at 3/13/2014 11:13:00 PM
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Saturday, January 18, 2014
[Got delayed in posting this...it was meant to be posted Friday afternoon. Added an update.]
Darwin is out of surgery and starting his recovery; we pick him up tomorrow [and then Will leaves for the airport for his business trip]. They had to completely remove his left ear canal; the cyst was further in than it first seemed, so that was the only choice. There was some worry about damaging the major facial nerve that runs by the ear canal, but they managed to avoid it. His anal glands were removed successfully; there was a little difficulty on the side that had ruptured, but they were able to get everything out cleanly and [deja vu] avoid the major nerve that runs right under the anal sacs, so no "diminished wink reflex" to deal with [after years of Bean and her own wink reflex problems, I am *extremely* relieved not to have to deal with another instance of it].
So tonight is a quiet night, while Darwin recuperates at the vet. Tomorrow is hectic and full: pick up Darwin, get any supplies needed for his after-care, Will finishes packing, and then off he goes to the airport. Fun times ahead.
Darwin is home and resting. The surgeries went well; he has a drainage tube on the right side of his bum, incision in front of his left ear [which looks *amazing*, they did an incredible job], lots of meds to be given twice a day for two weeks, follow-up visits scheduled for drain removal in a few days and suture removal a week later, have to put cold compresses on both incisions 3-4 times a day for two days, then warm compresses for the next 10 days. He needs to be contained and supervised, no free roaming for the next two weeks, limited walks and mobility allowed. Going to be a long few weeks...
Posted by stacey at 1/18/2014 10:45:00 AM
Thursday, January 16, 2014
I have a love/hate relationship with this time of year. I love the cooler weather, greyer days, and autumn/winter smells...but there have been too many years with too much death, drama, and depressing crap during these colder months, so now they are tainted for me. I was hoping to break the pattern this year.
A couple weeks ago, on what was already a rough and weird day for me, I talked with a very close friend of mine, someone who has been with me through thick and thin for double-digit years now. They've been having hard times, fighting an annoyingly unfair number of illnesses and ailments...and they were just diagnosed with cancer. Fuck. Another good friend is having to jump on a plane tonight, racing time to try to make it to their grandfather before he dies. And just recently, Will's dog Darwin ruptured an anal gland [joyfulness]; during a follow-up visit for that, the vet noticed a lump/cyst in his ear. Took him to a specialist, and boom: he goes in tomorrow for surgery on his ear and his bum...and to keep it interesting, Will has to head out for a week-long business trip the day after, so I am on solo convalescent care for the poor violated pup.
I really fucking hate this time of year.
Posted by stacey at 1/16/2014 07:14:00 PM
Thursday, December 26, 2013
A good day. Continued our tradition of seeing a movie on Christmas Day ["47 Ronin"], with a friend joining in. Dropping off some peppermint chocolate after to another poor frazzled friend [a rough season to deal with a sick child and stubborn animals]. Then a mellow and awesome time with a third friend, playing video games, laughing and having fun, dinner courtesy of Panda Express, topped off with chilling on the couch watching a movie ["Now You See Me"].
One of the better, if less than traditional, Christmases...but then I'm a less than traditional person. :^)
Posted by stacey at 12/26/2013 08:37:00 AM