December 4th, 2009
I got a call in the morning from my friend Pinkus, inviting me to go up to LA for the night to go see the Lakers play the Miami Heat. I said "**** yeah." I had never been to a live NBA game before so I figured it would be and blast and I knew that when me and Pinkus get together its always a
sh&#show because it seemed be both didn't like to do anything in public without being
extremely intoxicated! When we hungout, we would both thrive on each others
drunken stupidity and it was always a strong possibility that someone might end up in
handcuffs or an ER, so I was kind of nervous but I knew that those nerves would be quickly drowned in
vodka!
I made my way over to Pinkus' house around 3pm, where 3 other friends were also waiting to get this show on the road. So off we went to "beautiful LA." About 15 mins into the drive, Pinkus pulls out a
bottle of Vodka and starts taking shots! I was thinking, "wow, that didn't take long" as Pinkus passes the bottle to me and our other friend who are all in the backrow of seats. By the time we get in LA, Pinkus, me and another friend are already pretty
liquored up, which leads me to believe that its gonna be a loooong night!
We arrive in DTLA at a
Staples Center parking lot, the lot attendant asks our friend who is driving for 20 bucks to park when she realizes she can't find her wallet! She starts freaking it out as she remembers she might of left it at the gas station in
Long Beach when we filled up. As Pinkus rolls down the window to give the attendant 20 bucks, the attendant reaches for the roof of the SUV and grabs my friends wallet off the roof. HAHAHA I guess she left it on the roof of the car as she was filling gas and was lucky enough to have it stay on the roof for about 30 miles without falling off!
RUNNING GOOD, I must say!
We final make it inside Staples Center to see the game. OBV we all go straight to the
beer line and then we finally make it to our seats. Basketball is my least favorite sport so I don't remember much from the game other than Kobe making a buzzerbeating 3 pointer to beat Dwyane Wade and the Miami Heat. By the time the game is over we are all
pretty drunk from all the Vodka from earlier and ton of beer from inside the arena. We decided to walk over to some bar in LA Live and order a couple shots and go Ice Skating in some rink they have set up from X-Mas time.
I hadn't been Ice Skating since I was a young kid and we were all pretty buzzed so we were falling all over the ice! It was pretty fun though, I remember trying to get all fancy and taking out some middle aged lady in the process, but she was alright and took it like a champ! After about 10 more falls I had enough as my wrist was starting to hurt, so we all decided to leave the rink and go get a room somewhere since we were all
way too drunk to drive back to SD.
We got a room somewhere downtown and eventually made it to a couple more bars. My friend Pinkus ended up getting kicked out of the last bar we were at for almost getting into a
big fight. He was so drunk, he thought it would be a good idea to go up to some random girl at the bar and just plant a huge kiss on her lips. HAHAHA bad move Pinkus, as she makes a huge scene and eventually gets her Boyfriend and 3 of his friends to get into Pinkus' face which just makes it worse because Pinkus is
so drunk he thinks he is Superman at this point. Luckily for Pinkus the bouncer comes by and breaks it all up and tells him to get lost. So we all have to leave the bar, so somehow I round up our friend other friends are we head back to our room.
Pinkus tries to stir up a rousing game of truth or dare back at our room with our 3 girlfriends in one last
desperate attempt to get some action, it doesn't work and our friends leave Pinkus in the
friend zone for the evening! We all end up passing out all over the hotel room and we are quickly awaken at 630 am by a friends alarm as she has to be back in SD for work at 10am. We all scramble like
hungover drunk zombies to pack everything up and get back on the road, and somehow we all make it back in SD in one piece, not with a couple pitstops on the way home! (Pics will explain)
PS That night of drunken ice skating ended up giving me a fractured wrist and 3 weeks in a cast. Alcohol sure does a good job at covering up injuries!
Pinkus couldn't wait 20 mins
Courtside seats for the buzzbeater!
Drunken Ice Skating
7:30am pitstop! 405 South