At least mine are real, bitch….
January 2, 2009
Okay, y’all are probably really sick of hearing about New Year’s Eve downtown by now. I sort of am. So I’ll keep this short and finish up. My camera has a date with Town Square this afternoon and I have to finish up this NYE stuff so I can move on. I’m looking forward to talking about something else now.
Early on New Year
Early in the night I wandered around quite a lot. The crowd was thin and around 8pm or so a lot of people showed up. It really changed the mood from mellow and laid back to Wohooo PartEEE!
The Four Queens
During my travels up and down Fremont Street and up and down some more, I saw a few tribute bands.
David Bowie Tribute
I saw necklaces being tossed from the balcony. The motorcycle cage was there of course. Unfortunately, the Carl the Sax guy had the night off. And I talked to people here and there. The Pretzel guy is particularly friendly, haha, all girls might want to go say Hi. Tell him the NYE blond sent ya.
I stopped by a trash can to have a smoke and the guy standing there started up a conversation. He was just about to tell me his life story and had made it as far as how lucrative placing the homeless is when this girl walked up.
I know when I’m in big trouble when I see it. This chick was royally pissed I was talking to her MAN. She had her rant and ran off. Now, mind you, I was just standing there smoking my cigarette and listening to this guy. He seemed nice enough. He was just standing there like he didn’t know what to do so I suggested he might want to go do some fast talking if he ever wants to get any again. I was having SouthWestern Michigan bar fight flashbacks and was glad he and that girl were running in the opposite direction.
He ended up bringing her back. Why? I don’t know. She assured me that she “LIKES GIRLS TOO!” Lovely. I told her that I don’t. Then I asked to take their picture. She still wasn’t too sure about me, as you can see. I had to take three because she was scowling so badly. I picked the better of the three scowls to post here.
Ya know, sometimes I find… my very existence really pisses some people off. I’m getting used to it. Don’t get it, but I’m getting used to it.
And chickikins, just so ya know, my boobs are that big without a bra too, but mine are real.
I put together the video below to show you what it was like in the earlier part of the night on Freemont Street. It was quiet and mellow then started livening up around 9pm or so. I guess people needed to be in a bigger crowd and get a little liquored up before the energy changed to party time.
The guy introducing the Motorcycle cage did a Billy Idol impression first which cracked me up.
Unfortunately, during my edit I added the sort of generic canopy show and that screwed up one of my subtitles. So you see it will say that people are throwing necklaces right on the canopy show segment. That should actually show up on the next segment. I’d do the video over but it’ll take hours and I’m pressed for time this morning.
Car at Binions
One of the fun parts of the night for me is finally seeing the guy I call Dancing Guy. I’ve been looking for him since last summer. I didn’t get much video of him last time I ran into him and have been looking for him ever since. He’s so cute. I finally got a lot of him. He’s always happy to perform if you point your video camera at him.
Written by Spelling Nazi on January 2, 2009 at 1:37 pm
You would think a Vegas local would know that it’s Fremont Street, not Freemont.
just saying…
Written by Pam on January 2, 2009 at 6:04 pm
Well, you’d think, wouldn’t ya….
Thank you for the correction.