Colorado Trip

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The place was pretty packed as Kingdom finished up their set. A bit of preheating took place back stage and the show was ready to kick off. I was personally excited because of the clear location I could shoot film and take photos from. Hiero came out and ripped it, the best show of the trip. The floor or the club was like a trampoline, so the entire club would shake when people jumped to the music. The turntable table was hung from the ceiling if that gives you any idea. On the freestyle tip, Pep ripped it!!! The rest of the crew was tight too, even ShooD got his flow on. Domino rushed the crowd and plea took over playing at least 3 instrumental tracks while the crew kept flowing. The show ran late and people came back to the condo to hang out... enter DRIGGIDY. Now Del and myself, acknowledging the lack of alcohol at the spot, decided to take home a few more beers from the venue to add to our secret stash which would become the topic of late night whoridin'. We got back to condo and I finally got a little loose. Del was already loose and the conversation ranged from release dates of albums (first Black Sheep, second De La, etc.), to the usual video game re. The drinks kept flowing and a few lonely MC's asked for a dib in the stash since they were empty handed. I gave Pep and Plea both a beer and settled at that. If we were to keep on Driggidy we had to protect our beers. Casual slept in the master bedroom while the rest of the crew joined another after party in Vail. Del and I played Quake on the Saturn and listened to Paul's Boutique. I advocated that he do a song with the Beasties. He agreed and went on to tell stories of his early and awakening encounters with the Beastie Boys. Time passed and people began to get back from the other after party accompanied by some females. A girl who fashioned nipples rings was a minor topic of conversation, but even more exciting was the adventures of A-Plea, Whooorider extroardinaire..

Plea was on another level, beyond driggidy, running around the condo, getting loose. Del and I were low on beer then quickly we were out. "How did this happen?" Del wondered in not quite those words. Del quickly isolated the culprit and thus began a drunken match of "who can make the least sense and still keep an argument" between Del and Plea. Neither won, but it was one of the most amusing scenes I have endured in a while. During this match, Opio Slipped into Del's single bed and I into mine. When Del noticed Opio asleep in his bed, "Giggidy! You are in on it too!" He said to Opio thinking that Op was in cahoots with Plea. I passed out, Pep's feet ended up in my face and Del ended up curling into a ball on the single bed with Op. Plea ended up face down looking dead halfway in the doorway of the room. He didn't move for quite some time... exit DRIGGIDY.

The next morning.

I groggily awoke to Pep's feet and Opio packing up for another day of Snowboarding, He and Tajai were going ahead to Breckenridge to ride. They had ridden in Vail the day of the Vail show. I slowly got out of bed and lounged around while people woke up. Me, Dom, Plea, and Pep had breakfast at Denny's while Cas and the rest went elsewhere. Because we were in such a unique location, Cas and Pep wanted to shoot some video footage for The Last One/Go The Length. By the time we all got back to the condo, Jerry Springer was Entertaining the "talented" Jasmine ST. Claire. After just about enough of that, we found some abandoned Railroad tracks near a creek and shot some footage. We got back to the condo just in time to leave and call AAA to get a jump-start for one of the vans, which by the way was getting mysterious dents and scrapes on the side of it. By the end of the trip Tajai, Opio, and Sosa had all put a valiant effort in dinging up the van.

...Breck