From what I can remember of the weekend:
Our friends Tim & Desi, also huge derby fans, came down to LA with the TR's for the game. Luckily for
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vordeth and I they live even further North than us so they volunteered to drive. TR's and so's met up at Seatac at 4.15 am on Friday to leave for LA. We were bleary eyed, half conscious and excited as hell. There was drinking (at 6 am!), laughing, general debauchery, a short layover in Reno and we were in LA!!
While most TR's got their drink on in the hot tub
vordeth and I napped until JoWanna came and told us where they were. We got up and headed down in time to get told to get ready to journey to Billie Boilermaker's house.
Billie Boilermaker’s welcome party! Yay for Billie and all the ladies and gents (gyno-lotra-MAN = great ref name) who came, caroused, ate* and made us feel very welcome. *Especially that cheesy dish from Latina Carina! Billie has the cutest house, with a great vibe and her gorgeous snake right inside the front door so you are sure to notice. Chuck and JoWanna took off to fetch Diva at one point, wow did they get lost and take forever. Before we knew how long they would be
vordeth Andromedia, Seymore Carnage and I decided to stay and wait there instead of going back to the hotel like everyone else. They eventually showed up, several hours later than though but with Diva! We visited a while, hula-hooped in the front yard and headed back to the hotel.
Almost everyone there was asleep but the same group of us (the nappers I think, lol.) headed down to Hollywood Blvd. for some sightseeing. We had a blast finding the celebrity names to go with derby names, like hurt/Burt Reynolds and Shovey/Chevy Chase. Diva got a piece of pizza I think was bigger than her head and looked yummy. (We had demolished the food at Billie's before she got there.) Blaine kissed (ewwwww!) Sandra Bullock’s star on the walk of fame.
LA Derby Dolls welcomed us to banked track with open arms! Wow, it was a little strange getting used to but fast as hell once you got going. It was somewhat strange, the Dollhouse it in a mall. We walked passed the food court, down a long hall and there it was full of smiling welcoming wonderful women. We exchanged whipping techniques, did some drills, giggled a lot and encouraged them to knock down Chuck. TR's decided not to bout, no risking injury that close to a game.
Tattoos, though 6 hours sitting around in a shop wasn’t the plan most folks got inked and were happy to have done so.
vordeth even inked his 40 yo virgin skin to match my tat which I got on my belly. I am a star bellied sneetch now! The guy that did mine and
vordeth's Grey was a really nice guy and Zombiegirl and myself chatted him up a lot between tat's. Though the ink was small it took forever, longer for clean up and prep than the actual ink. The people who had ink from the owner were less than happy unfortunately. I really feel bad for JoWanna and guilty because I paid for her tat as a present and honestly it is pretty bad. Zombiegirl did talk to her local guy and he is going to touch folks up for free I believe.
After a long day skating banked track, getting inked and getting lost anytime we drove anywhere it was an amazing bout by all. The rink was interesting as there is a small wall around the inside. Also all fans on the floor had to remove their shoes. We had heard about the wall and were hesitant but once we got there realized it wasn't that much of a worry. I was strange sitting on the sidelines waiting to skate though. (The refs use the middle.) Joetta put on the pressure the first jam of the game announcing me as the season 1 breakout jammer. It was cool though and it inspired me to skate harder. I didn't think I would like being the first jammer of the game but actually I found it exhilarating. We stayed in tune, communicated well and won the hearts of the LA fans. In the first half I heard a guy yelling at me to fall down as I was jamming, the second half I swear I heard the same guy chanting my name. It's probably just the name though. The Throttle Rocket’s emerged victorious over the Angel City Derby Girls 92 to 49. Comet Atcha shined winning the player of the game!!!
After the game some folks headed to the after party but some of us headed right back to the hotel to get our drink on there. Wow are they patient in LA, at one point there were 18 people in our room drunk screaming, jumping, wrestling and no one complained! We even gained some random drunk girl who walked right in amazed to find derby girls & pissed she missed the match. She had us drunk dial some roller girl she knows and harass her at 3 am.
We got to bed around 6am and got up by 9am to go to Magic freaking Mountain!!! My favorites coasters were by far Deja Vu and Golliath.
vordeth actually rode a coaster!!! Cosmic Rains batted her eyelashes and he claims he was confused and didn't realize what he was doing. I couldn't believe that his first coaster was an old wooden one, those scare me more than the modern ones with all the weird noises. Crash and Cosmic who initially were utterly frightened got braver & braver as the day progressed emerging coaster riding queens!!! The one water ride we went on first soaked everyone but since it ended up being near 90 it was ok. It was a great day punctuated by me loosing my voice nearly completely.
After returning from Magic Mountain to the hotel we all fancied up a little and headed to Cha Cha Cha for an truly fabulous amazing yummy Caribbean dinner. Everything was great, the food, the drinks, the company. I am going back there if I ever get to LA again. Oh the swordfish, the shrimp, the plantains, the sangria, the mojitos, and and and..........
After dinner we headed to the hotel and packed, then
vordeth and I headed back to Hollywood Blvd. to sight see one last time and get souvenirs. There was nothing open, ok one weird tattoo shop/biker store/head shop/skate shop. We noticed that in a lot of shops, it was like a tat shop and hot topic mated, weird and not confidence inspiring. The streets were pretty much deserted. Luckily we found one place open to grab a couple of promised souvenirs while the guy vacuumed. Back to the hotel for carousing, I tried to nap a little and we were off to the airport at 4.15 am!! By the time we got to the airport my voice was completely gone.
vordeth and I had different tickets (paper not e-check in) and though everyone else made it no problem we nearly missed the flight. Between running barefoot and bribing a lady to get us to the front of the security line we barely made it. Our baggage didn't. Janet kept calling checking up on us and couldn't understand me at all, by the end she'd just call and say, "Please give me to Blaine."
Everywhere we went we got lost unless we rode with Tim & Desi who had a gps in their rental. Great now I want a gps.
Quotes of the weekend:
Crash Gordon – Is that a Throttle Rocket or is that a prostitute? (It was a hooker)
Zombiegirl – Astro I thought I heard you behind me but when I turned around it was a large black man. (I had my horse man voice on by that point.)
Terrible Tim – It could be worse I could be Blaine. (Blaine stood at the ride entrances at Magic Mountain holding all the purses.)
bouncy
accomplished
excited
amused
