Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Year One

I have seen a year go by since one fateful summer wedding under the sweltering Las Vegas sun. My roommate (at the time) James and I had flown in for the wedding of our friends, Max and Mollie. Little did we know that the small world we lived in was to come around full circle. In this eventful week of union and matrimony I first became acquainted with companions I can call friends for life. This meeting was a culmination of only degrees apart from which our worlds would cross.

Flashback...

By early evening we got the call to meet up with the wedding party. It was slow going for James and I since our conquest over the Excalibur's Round Table Buffet. We had eaten in excess to a point of intoxication as we stumbled from casino to hotel to rendezvous at the Bellagio. At the top of the taxi filled driveway was Max, Mollie, and company. Though we were a bit late, FeiTime dictated otherwise. It was in this moment that I was introduced to Max's brother Zack and Kramer and I got acquainted with Stephanie and Sita. As far as greetings go, the five of us just hit it out of the park. There was not a thing to worry about in the world.

The night picked up quickly as we made our way to the Olympic Garden followed by a move downtown. The lights of Las Vegas shrouded the presence of late night as we continued to rock til early morning. At one point, we convened at the Lady Luck to play craps. Though James and I were new to the game, we quickly learned at the cost of the gambling cash in hand. Once all of us had thrown all our money to the house, we just stood around and talked. I had been randomly singing all night and the Big Red jingle had crept into my head. Just as soon as I began singing, my group of inebriated companions had joined in. We were rockstars and partying so. Not gambling and making noise of course would warrant casino staff to warn us about being kicked out. So what do we do? We make a pact--a consensual agreement to party until there was no more party.

We would not let the pact down as all of us got together the next day for the wedding. It just picked up from the morning earlier and progressed to a night of drinking and dancing. We took a literal breather at an O2 Oxygen Bar before heading up the Coyote Ugly. It was a time to get retarded as the ladies made the way on stage with Mollie dancing in her wedding dress and taking shots from the Coyotes. There was no end to the night as the party continued til dawn.

Back to the present...

A year has passed and much has changed indeed. Few changes great, some lame--throughout it all we've been there for each other. Struggles and pettiness cannot deter our capacity to rock. We will not fail the pact.

Rockstar Year One
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Thus nature has no love for solitude, and always leans, as it were, on some support; and the sweetest support is found in the most intimate friendship.
- Cicero

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