Adventures at the Hilton Parking Garage

So I've discovered that this story is one of those in which you just had to be there but since I've said to stay tuned for it - I guess I should follow through and write about it. So, here goes.

When you go to a basketball game for Creighton they make you park in the Qwest parking lot and pay $6! You can also go to the Hilton and park there for $5 when you enter and then when you leave, the attendant is usually gone and they just leave the gate up so you can just leave.

Well, we were going to a basketball game and decided to park in the Hilton. We got to the window and instead of being the honest person I am and telling the attendant I was going to the game I lied and told him I had a room there. He said "okay, that's all I need to know!" and lifted the gate up... SCORE i thought! FREE parking!

Well not so fast... after the game we go back and the guy is STILL there! CRAP! If you know me at ALL - I freak out... a lot... so as soon as I saw the same booth attendant and of course after making eye contact and leaving with everyone else who was leaving after the game... I start to try and figure out an alternate plan. I look for all exits in the garage... no good.. they're all blocked off. Time for plan C. I'm still freaking out and my friends are just getting annoyed because they think of COURSE the guy won't remember me! Well, I take no chances so I take off my coat (it didnt help I was wearing a huge white one), put my hair in a ponytail and put my glasses on. I figure if I'm incognito - he won't know! So we drive up and I don't roll down my window, I just look straight ahead and I see him go "Oh yes! The one with the room here! Go on ahead! " and lifts the gate for us.

Can you freakin' believe it? Now I feel really bad for lying AND getting away with it!

Oh well. Long Live the Hilton Parking Garage! :)

My Fan Club

So this isn't MY fan club - but a fan club that we're starting for my friend Tyler and his band "Vinnie Bronx"... they're pretty awesome and sing some off the hook stuff. You can catch them at bars in Omaha that you've probably never heard of like the Goofy Foot Lounge, Shea Riley's and Mick's.

I'm the Vice President of their fan club - ma fren Dan gets to be President because he goes to shows that even Tyler's girlfriend doesn't go to. Now that's fan love. I just go and collect the autographs.

Let me know if you'd like to join and I can send you the official fan club packet! (I'm the secretary of the fan club too. )

Making Other People Feel "Famous"

So while living my life as "rockstar" (see post below) I got this GREAT idea to ask for people's autographs. Random people whom I didn't know. It all started on a random Thursday night when my friend and I went to a crazy kareoke bar ( I made MANY new friends that night!) and after everyone sang - I pretended they were famous and asked for their autograph. This trend kept up through the weekend where I would just go up to random people and ask for their autographs, everyone obliged and felt like they were famous! Now I have a bunch of autographs and if one of them becomes famous... I'll be rich! Mission: Accomplished.

My Life as a Rockstar

Thanks to all of you who have stayed tuned after these messages... now onto my story as my "life as a rockstar"... which really isn't that exciting but the last few weeks I have managed to go out on work nights, drink enough beer for everyone and really - just make a fool out of myself... but hey! I'm fun! right? Guess I'm just not still 21. Oh well. Gotsta live it up while you still got it!

Happy New Year!

This is what happens when you drink PBR for 6 hours all the while thinking it's Bud Light. It was New Years Eve and we were counting our pitchers. Here is proudly - pitcher Number 10. .. Bottoms Up!