They're shipping me off to rehab tomorrow. I have twelve hours to go... Four beers left but I've built up some steam.

Favorite drummer of all time: John Bonham.

Was working some concert. I thought it had something to do with "Foreigner" but wiki is proving me wrong/confusing me... anyway. The band is warming up and they're cruising through some Zeppelin stuff. We're setting up the bar and I'm thinking, "Who is this D-bag playing drums?" I go in to check it out and it was Jason.

He is super bad ass and I'm the D-bag.

Cool to see him play. But, I'm was just stuck in, "Dude, your Dad was in Led Zeppelin." I don't even believe in heaven but, his dad is totally in heaven just digging endless Bonham drum noise. So, crazy.

I'm just standing there, not knowing either of them. Just watching **** unwind.

Same concert. Paul Rodgers. Bad Company. Now, I remember. Vinnie Paul is in the line. I push some rookie out of the way and say, "I'm going to take care of Vinnie." He says, "Who's Vinnie?" I say, "Vinnie Paul, from Pantera." He asks, "What's Pantera?"

That may have been where it all ended for me. Maybe, the beginning of the end. I don't want to live in a world with people who don't listen to Pantera. I certainly do not. I know I can't handle it sober.

i'm going to watch a Lexy Panterra video and jack off.

Goodbye, cruel world.

Great thread, but this is the best thing I've read in it.

Hope you get well.

Best of luck in rehab.

Waking up in a smoldering wreck along a median somewhere in Vegas is something to avoid.

You might want to check out LFS' "quitting alcohol" thread for extra motivation and therapeutic stories from people going through similar challenges.

So, I am hanging out at the bar with two of my buddies. We are on the lounge side of a video poker bar. There are a couple of empty seats between each of us. We had a bigger crew however, it's probably 3am at this point so some people had called it a night.

Anyway, this girl approaches the bar. She was pretty hot. Big tits big ass flat tummy. Punk rock girl. Lots of tattoos. So, I walk over and spit game. And she is loving it. She is laughing and touching my arm. I am so crazy. I am so funny. I just don't give a ****, do I? Everything is going great. She leaves. WTF??

Bartender tells me she is married and hubby is playing on the floor.

Back to my seat and do some more shots.

Maybe 20 minutes later bartender comes over, "Big B, she's coming..." I look up and this smoking hot Latina is approaching the bar. Long jet black hair, cute body, pretty face. She sits on the far side. I am all fired up so I walk over. I say, "I am just coming over to say hi." She is cool so I sit. We chat for a few minutes and do a shot. I say, "I have to get back to my friends. You should come sit with us." She declines. I say, "Nice to meet you. We are right over there if you change your mind." I turn to leave and she says (jokingly), "There goes another good man walking out of my life." We laugh. It's a good sign.

She finishes her drink and then she comes and sits next to me. "I changed my mind." she says. Cool. I introduce her to my friends. Her and I start chatting. We start doing shots. My buddies leave and we are the only two people left at the bar. We get pretty drunk. I say, "I am having fun hanging out. I'd like to hang out some more but we can't go back to my place. My roommate..." She says, "Same here." I say, "Uh... We could... get a room?" She says, "Yeah. I want to suck your dick." I am like, "Okay. Definitely getting a room."

So, we get a room. We make a connection and then pass out. I wake up the next day. Check out time is fast approaching. This girl will not wake up. I mean, she will NOT wake up at all. I was worried at first but she was just sleeping. Out cold. I figured, **** it. I go down to the front desk and rent another night. Eventually she wakes up. I say, "Hey, I paid for another night so we can just chill here all day if you want." We connect again and then order pizza and start watching movies. She says, "I am supposed to go stay with a friend tonight. Would it be cool if I went back to my place and grabbed some of my stuff and brought it back here?" I say, Sure.

She gets dressed and leaves. About an hour later there is a knock on the door. I check the peep hole. It's her. I open the door and she wheels in two huge suit cases. There are two more sitting outside... What the absolute ****???

I guess this part:

wasn't really a joke but more of a premonition.

I know a jeweler that can give you a good discount on a ring...

Great stuff. Assuming you’re at a larger locals casino, something like South Point?

I have to know more....