whoo boy. i actually don't feel as crappy as i should considering the profound levels of debauchery that were perpetrated this weekend...
the bachelor party for my friend turned into a 36 hour booze soaked, pill popping romp into the depths of depravity seldom seen by other men.
the hotel was really cool. they had a great pool and the weather in san francisco was perfect. the stripper arrived 2 hours late, wasn't the girl i had arranged for and the driver was an irritating moron, but we fun anyway... i ended up half-naked and covered in baby oil.
a few of us even ended up at the 'end up.' a notorious after hours haven for whacked out raver zombies still dancing at 6:00 am. it's a permanent fixture in the san francisco club scene. i remember being there in '91 and the place has hardly changed.
back at the hotel we took over the pool and acted like a bunch of nine year olds. a lot of diving, splashing and roughhousing... all sacred pool rules were broken except nobody peed, at least not that i know of.
after a late breakfast of a hotdog and a beer, a few of us who just weren't ready to go home made our way over to a strip club to waste away the afternoon drinking and looking and nekkid girlies who milked us for our last dollar.
we didn't take many pictures, but i have an amazing mental highlight reel... that is, from what i can remember.
the bachelor party for my friend turned into a 36 hour booze soaked, pill popping romp into the depths of depravity seldom seen by other men.
the hotel was really cool. they had a great pool and the weather in san francisco was perfect. the stripper arrived 2 hours late, wasn't the girl i had arranged for and the driver was an irritating moron, but we fun anyway... i ended up half-naked and covered in baby oil.
a few of us even ended up at the 'end up.' a notorious after hours haven for whacked out raver zombies still dancing at 6:00 am. it's a permanent fixture in the san francisco club scene. i remember being there in '91 and the place has hardly changed.
back at the hotel we took over the pool and acted like a bunch of nine year olds. a lot of diving, splashing and roughhousing... all sacred pool rules were broken except nobody peed, at least not that i know of.
after a late breakfast of a hotdog and a beer, a few of us who just weren't ready to go home made our way over to a strip club to waste away the afternoon drinking and looking and nekkid girlies who milked us for our last dollar.
we didn't take many pictures, but i have an amazing mental highlight reel... that is, from what i can remember.
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but i *am* the crazy cat lady!