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and i'm assuming the thread starter has the most cracked out story considering he/she spelled "stories" like "storys".
-- going a record 80.5 hours with no sleep none/no cat nap
NO way
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| Originally posted by Slylee and i'm assuming the thread starter has the most cracked out story considering he/she spelled "stories" like "storys". |
bumped into DJ Dan @ AM only party. literally bumped into. almost spilt my drink. he turned to apologize. then i realized who it was. funny thing is i had my DJ Dan shirt on too. stopped to take a few pics. told him i was on my honeymoon, then said congrats to the wife and kissed he on the cheek. what a class guy. that is why hes my fav dj.
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| Originally posted by SeventhSense This is my first venture back to the WMC forums since my ill-fated attempt to reach Miami for WMC this year, so I will share my story and then run away again in fear of being extremely jealous about the fun everyone had. Sorry for the long ass post but it needs to be archived, so here goes: Planning started 4 months ago with a tentative decision to hit up WMC for the second year in a row. My friends and I all had a blast last year but had a better idea of what kind of financial commitement it would take to do it right. By mid January we had all come to the conclusion we couldnt afford to go and had pretty much scraped the idea. Well... that was until my roommate got wasted drunk one thursday night and bought himself and a friend roundtrip plane tickets for WMC as a bachelors party/wedding present deal. Well... in for a penny in for a pound. Not wanting him to have fun with us 3 more of us bought plane tickets while drunk on Super Bowl Sunday. From there, hotels got reserved/cancelled and reserved again in an effort to find the best place. In doing so, my roommate actually came out of one hotel cancellation with twice as much money as he put into the reservation! (Still dont know where that one has ended). By now we are 6 deep for the trip and stoked as all hell. The weekend of March 15th I finalize my events schedule and pay $110 on wanttickets for my party passes etc... Scroll forward to Friday March 21st, I get a group email from my roommate announcing the fact that one friend has bailed (the guy getting married) and wont be making it. 5 people are now going. That same day the other 4 people in our group try and get their Radio1 party tickets only to find them sold out. Cue dramatic music for the begninning of the end. This gets solved with the new wave of tickets released that Saturday/Sunday. Monday the 24th rolls around and another friend backs out after he found out the other guy isnt going. Now we are down to 4 people. Scroll to Wednesday morning the 26th. My roommate leaves early AM for his 7am flight to Miami. We get a text message of him enjoying life at his first day party later that day. I leave work at noon and head from my work in Ventura, CA to Santa Barbara, CA (35miles) where I eat a quick lunch, run to the gym for 45 minutes and finish packing. I have arranged to meet my other friend at my house by 2:30 at the latest to begin the 120 mile trek to LAX for our 7pm flight to Vegas with a connection to Ft Lauderdale. Needless to say he doesnt pick me up until 3:15 and we arent leaving Santa Barbara until 3:30pm. We hit minor traffic on the way out and in a little over an hour we hit Sherman oaks and jump from the 101 to the dreaded 405. Road is clear until we hit the Wilshire district and it takes us over an hour to get from there to LAX (about 15 miles). We hit the terminal at 6:50pm, 15min before our flight. Obviously not making that one. Not only was that flight the last one to Vegas (no other way to make our connection) but they cant even get us out of LAX until 7am Thursday for the measly price of an additional $750 a piece. Our only option was a 1am flight that was almost full and we had to sit in ticketing for 3 hours to wait until 10pm to call and try and get on the flight. To sum it all up, we never made it to WMC. My roommate had a hotel suite to himself for the week and pretty much flew solo the entire time. My buddy and I both wasted $350 on a flight, plus I lost the $300 for my part of the hotel, and $110 on event tickets (wanttickets wont refund me). The only good that came out of the experience was I was able to play in a poker tournament I was going to miss and won $1100 there and made most of my money back. /endrant |
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| Originally posted by SeventhSense This is my first venture back to the WMC forums since my ill-fated attempt to reach Miami for WMC this year, so I will share my story and then run away again in fear of being extremely jealous about the fun everyone had. Sorry for the long ass post but it needs to be archived, so here goes: Planning started 4 months ago with a tentative decision to hit up WMC for the second year in a row. My friends and I all had a blast last year but had a better idea of what kind of financial commitement it would take to do it right. By mid January we had all come to the conclusion we couldnt afford to go and had pretty much scraped the idea. Well... that was until my roommate got wasted drunk one thursday night and bought himself and a friend roundtrip plane tickets for WMC as a bachelors party/wedding present deal. Well... in for a penny in for a pound. Not wanting him to have fun with us 3 more of us bought plane tickets while drunk on Super Bowl Sunday. From there, hotels got reserved/cancelled and reserved again in an effort to find the best place. In doing so, my roommate actually came out of one hotel cancellation with twice as much money as he put into the reservation! (Still dont know where that one has ended). By now we are 6 deep for the trip and stoked as all hell. The weekend of March 15th I finalize my events schedule and pay $110 on wanttickets for my party passes etc... Scroll forward to Friday March 21st, I get a group email from my roommate announcing the fact that one friend has bailed (the guy getting married) and wont be making it. 5 people are now going. That same day the other 4 people in our group try and get their Radio1 party tickets only to find them sold out. Cue dramatic music for the begninning of the end. This gets solved with the new wave of tickets released that Saturday/Sunday. Monday the 24th rolls around and another friend backs out after he found out the other guy isnt going. Now we are down to 4 people. Scroll to Wednesday morning the 26th. My roommate leaves early AM for his 7am flight to Miami. We get a text message of him enjoying life at his first day party later that day. I leave work at noon and head from my work in Ventura, CA to Santa Barbara, CA (35miles) where I eat a quick lunch, run to the gym for 45 minutes and finish packing. I have arranged to meet my other friend at my house by 2:30 at the latest to begin the 120 mile trek to LAX for our 7pm flight to Vegas with a connection to Ft Lauderdale. Needless to say he doesnt pick me up until 3:15 and we arent leaving Santa Barbara until 3:30pm. We hit minor traffic on the way out and in a little over an hour we hit Sherman oaks and jump from the 101 to the dreaded 405. Road is clear until we hit the Wilshire district and it takes us over an hour to get from there to LAX (about 15 miles). We hit the terminal at 6:50pm, 15min before our flight. Obviously not making that one. Not only was that flight the last one to Vegas (no other way to make our connection) but they cant even get us out of LAX until 7am Thursday for the measly price of an additional $750 a piece. Our only option was a 1am flight that was almost full and we had to sit in ticketing for 3 hours to wait until 10pm to call and try and get on the flight. To sum it all up, we never made it to WMC. My roommate had a hotel suite to himself for the week and pretty much flew solo the entire time. My buddy and I both wasted $350 on a flight, plus I lost the $300 for my part of the hotel, and $110 on event tickets (wanttickets wont refund me). The only good that came out of the experience was I was able to play in a poker tournament I was going to miss and won $1100 there and made most of my money back. /endrant |
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| Originally posted by UWM A lot can happen in 4 days.  |
I saw a girl at ultra laying on the ground convulsing while 3 roid monkey guys stood over top of her giving her a light show.
also at ultra up front during sander, this douch bag bit open a glowstick and was rubbing the neon liquid all over his hair and face. I told him it would give him cancer and he just shrugged and went back to doing it.
anyone see the chick by the trailers look like shes dead....and then she woke up and had to be restrained by like 6 mofos so they could help her.......
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| Originally posted by ArminD1981 -- going a record 80.5 hours with no sleep none/no cat nap NO way |
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| Originally posted by Slylee and i'm assuming the thread starter has the most cracked out story considering he/she spelled "stories" like "storys". |
my buddy went swimming with EVERYTHING in his pockets....phone...watch......wallet....had to microwave the money to dry it!
My flight coming home there was couple seat next to me making out and they were talking the whole flight and the guy was loud . I can hear them when I was listen to my Ipod 
This fvck lady right accross me told the flight crew to tell me lower my music on my Ipod what a bitch
I was at pawn shop for SOS and got really sick in the middle of their set and just had to puke. Unfortunately I was right near the school bus and couldn't make it to the bathroom in time. I tried to hold it in with my hand, but some spurted out and hit a guy on his shirt. He immediately turns around and looks at me and says "DUDE YOU SNEEZED ON ME." I didn't wanna get killed so I didn't tell him it was puke. I apologized and booked it.
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| Originally posted by jsibilin the guy wore ski googles,, what more can i say? |
lol
i recall a funny situation where bobby attempted to eat a piece of octopus with chopsticks and failed miserably due to loss of basic motor skills 
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| Originally posted by Slylee lol i recall a funny situation where bobby attempted to eat a piece of octopus with chopsticks and failed miserably due to loss of basic motor skills |
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| Originally posted by Clovis 5 second rule! "NO DON'T EAT IT!" 5 second rule! Eat it off the floor! eat it off the floor! |
At the large food area at ultra, there was a huge tub of Mayonnaise sitting in the burning hot sun for like 8 hours. so fucking gross, there are like no health standards in Miami.
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| Originally posted by Special_K At the large food area at ultra, there was a huge tub of Mayonnaise sitting in the burning hot sun for like 8 hours. so fucking gross, there are like no health standards in Miami. |
I met Lee Burridge as he was chaining up his bike to a pole right in front of The Shelbourne Hotel on Wednesday. I told him I was excited for his set on Saturday night and he responded "I suck". hahahaha. What a humble guy! Needless to say he was one of the chillest djs I've ever met. I can't wait to see him play again!
Going from Wed till Sunday night with > 5 hours of sleep total 
Meeting Jamez Zabiela, Nic Fanciulli, and Hernan Cattaneo at Mansion in the crowd from Sasha and John Digweed.
Friend losing his cell phone and shoes in a club!
Group of friends almost got into a brawl at Johnny Rockets courtesy of a skinhead waiter.
Friend's GF almost getting raped leaving Mansion by a guy in a wheelchair who wasnt paralyzed.
Meeting the love of my life and not getting her number
Sneaking into Shine at the Shelborne for the Saw Records party and also for Hope Recordings parties!
Left a pair of $150 sunglasses in a cab on Saturday followed by an SVD poster I left in the airport that I snatched from The Fifth and most importantly left my soul in Miami from all the drinking, drugs, lack of sleep and nurishment haha
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| Originally posted by 1drp4fn Left a pair of $150 sunglasses in a cab on Saturday followed by an SVD poster I left in the airport that I snatched from The Fifth and most importantly left my soul in Miami from all the drinking, drugs, lack of sleep and nurishment haha |
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| Originally posted by Slylee man..you are one pathetic LOSER! |
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