Down With Partyboy?

Huggins Out?!?

2005-08-23T20:16:00.000-05:00

What is the University of Cincinnati administration thinking?

Do they realize that they are throwing away millions of dollars in booster support for the university and its sports programs? Not to mention the hundreds of thousands of dollars, possibly millions that they will lose from Bearcats fans giving up season tickets and the decrease in ticket sales for UC Sporting events? Which sales obviously would not increase until UC could field a top 25 team, or bring in a big name coach that will boost the recruiting for UC basketball.

After 16 seasons, Huggins has become synonymous with the University of Cincinnati, and he has shown his loyalty by declining offers to coach professional and for other college programs. Again showing his loyalty to his players, the university, and most importantly all the University of Cincinnati Basketball fans, by committing to finish out the remaining 2 years of his contract without the possibility for an extention.

Here is a good blog for some info: http://ucbearcats.blogspot.com

Ca-brew 2005!

2005-06-19T22:06:00.000-05:00

Beer, chicks in bikinis, boobies, water, more beer...I got so shit faced as we made it down the river. Most of the time, me and my canoe partner kept trying to get our friend's GF to show us her tittays. Oh yeah, nice rack baby...

I got home and passed out at 8 PM. A good start for re-releasing PB back into the wild, but next time I'll make it the whole night.

PB out!

partyboy is back...

2005-06-19T19:50:00.000-05:00

...but it is going to be a gradual transition back to my partyboy shenanigans. So, let's start with Friday. I was going to stay in and rest for an all day binging while ca-brewing with some of my peeps. However in typical PB fashion, I started down the path of a Friday evening binge, that started out with a few happy hour drinks. Some of my friends made it down to meet me, and I ended up getting piss drunk.

After East End, we went down to this bar that has been 3 different names in the past year. Now it is called "The Viper Room". Definitely far from what it sounds like. They did some rearranging and opened up the bar, formerly Spy Club, so that it is ideal for bands to play. I guess? But you would think they would have some kind of rock or punk band...nope they had a band of hippies stinking the place up with their patchouli stink!

Fucking hippies! I hate 'em. All they do is smoke weed, grow dread-locks, and smell up the planet with their non-showering, polluted odor stench, and try to cover it up with that damn patchouli.

Back to politics...or so they say...I mean the politics of what it takes to get a drink in this damn city. too many dudes and not enough hunnies. Not the case at this bar however. The place was empty, so there was no trouble getting a refill at "The Viper Room"...probably b/c everyone ran away from the patchouli stench emanating from the corner or 5th & Plumb.

So, I hurried my friends to finish their drinks to make a trip to Mt. Adams, where we ran into a couple friends of mine and some friends. A couple chicks in from out of town...booyah! Although one was married? W.T.F. is up with that? The two were both hot, and scandalous! We went into Alive1 for drinks, I barely remember a couple of the chicks dancing and making out, which was kewl. Most of the night the married chick was grabbing my ass and PB unit, and she kept kissing me.

Well, being an honorable PB, I kept downplaying her coming on to me. Being as wasted as I was, I was tempted all night long. Especially when she asked me to spend the night at her friend's place, which good fortune for me was just around the block from my house, at about 4, maybe 4:30 am, one of my friends guilt tripped me into being an honorable man, so I said good-bye and walked home. You'd think that would be the end of my night, but about 10 minutes after I got home along comes the married chick walking up my steps. PB time!

Saturday, the big day

2005-06-05T21:21:00.000-05:00

I was nevous all week in anticipation of this day. I was so worried about giving a speech to a room full of people.

The wedding was very nice, and short, which was nice, b/c it was the hottest day of the summer so far. I was a great night, but very confusing, mostly b/c the wedding planner was pretty much a moron.

I danced a few times, but it wore me out, so I went back to my bozzing it up.

At this point, I'd like to pay a little tribute to one of the guys that was pretty much the life of the party all weekend. Friday night, he led a saturday night fever dance off, listening to the Boss in my t.v room, until about 5 AM. This guy is a rock star, he kept going until 1 PM the next day, during which time he almost bought a car from our friend's neighbor. The dude got an hour of sleep that day, and made it until after the bars closed. Talk about a trooper! So, in partyboy fashion, I am giving him the "partyboy of the week" award, a special spotlight on my blog.

Party on Mitchell! You are the partier of the weekend, well done bro!

partyboy of the week

Back to the events of the evening...I left the party and went to Stanley's to finish off the night. Not much went on there. We left the bar and went back to another friend's house. There, my buddy kept pulling down his pants and showing everyone his nuts and ass. At one point, he stuck his hand up his ass and began chasing me around the house. I could have killed him. After that, I went back to another friends house and passed out, to conclude the weekend.

- PB out

Friday...the rehearsal dinner

2005-06-05T20:58:00.000-05:00

I picked up the couple around 5 and headed to the park which was the venue for the wedding the next day to walk through the wedding rehearsal. That was quick...

We then went to the Orr's house for a nice gathering for drinks and dinner. I was hoping just to drink my dinner, but the groom insisted I eat. He's quite a pain in the ass if he does not get his way, so I put of few scraps on a plate and shoved it down.

After dinner and cocktails, we went to the east end cafe. I was talking to this little hottie trying to keep up a tactful conversation, when this chick I used to date walked in, I got the most evil look ever. It's not my fault she's psycho. I proceeded to get retarded of course, and then one of my friends invited everyone back to my house for the late night. It was late, and I only remember handing out bags full of viacreme to everyone as they were leaving.

Memorial Day weekend

2005-06-05T20:54:00.000-05:00

Don't remember anything, except I stayed in Sunday night...caught up on some well deserved sleep.

Apology for neglecting the partyboy followers

2005-06-05T20:45:00.000-05:00

Sorry for my absence, but the past week I have been rather busy working, studying, interviewing with different companies, getting ready for one of my best friend's wedding, and preparing my "best man" speech.

this past weekend...lame

2005-05-24T21:10:00.000-05:00

Nothing happened this weekend, I saw Star Wars Episode 3. It was OK, I liked it, but I think it was hyped up a little with all the press it got. That was Friday.

As for Saturday night, I got wicked wasted. I remember going to Mt. Lookout bars, then back to a friend's house for an after-hours party. I passed out in her bed, thinking she'd be quick to jump in the sak with me, but she and my buddy that I was with, ended up getting together...oh yeah, he killed it! Or so he tells me.

Pretty lame, I know. Hopefully this weekend will be better. Stay tuned!

PB out

Episode III...what to wear?

2005-05-18T07:32:00.000-05:00

Well, less than 24 hours until the next Star Wars premier. How many of you "star nerds" getting a little antsy? You know PB is...I'm trying to figure out what I should wear, should I dress up in my thong, bow-tie, and Darth Vadar helmet, or what about a Jedi outfit, that way I can just pull it off and do the partyboy dance. Otherwise, if I go with the Vadar outfit, I will have to partyboy dance the entire time...

Lets get some of you PB followers thoughts...

PB out

Help keep the party ALIVE

2005-05-17T12:15:00.000-05:00

Help support my party adventures through donating to the Keep PB Alive foundation. As long as there is $$$ in my bank accounts I will continue an uninterupted party adventure. Soon I will be posting pics of my dastardly adventures...stay tuned!

Saturday...05.014.05

2005-05-15T15:38:00.000-05:00

Gambling, strippers, and drunk...

All day booze fest, that started at noon. Played No-limit hold'em the first part of the day, then went to Argosy for my friend's bachelor party. Started off losing 3 or 4 hundred at the craps tables, then another 2 hundred at the strip club. That was where things got interesting...my first dance, the chick looked cute, but when she took me for the dance and saw her in the black light, wow, did I almost jump out of my skin. She had a fake eye, and it was weird as hell. The whole dance I felt quezy. I got the bachelor about 6 dances...his first one I walked up to this tall, portly blonde, which I figured he would enjoy, and bought him two dances back to back. There were quite a few more dances until our final dance at that place. My buddy bought all 5 of us a dance. He and I were giving each other hi-fives during the debachery of boobs and striper smell. As the song ended and I got my last "booby-face" we all got up to leave. The problem was we had to call a cab to take us back to the Nati, while we waited, I got the bachelor one final dance with this smokin' dancer. I should have bought it for myself, I watched to see if he was having a good time, oh yeah he was!

We got back to Cincy and hit up the Establishment. Had a few drinks there, and then went to my friends place and passed out in her bed.

Another partyboy weekend comes to an end. Until next week, PB out!

Friday...05.13.05

2005-05-15T12:24:00.000-05:00

Don't remember much from this night, however there are a few memorable moments I can comment on...including a point in the evening when some "bigger" girl, who will be refered to as BG, was talking to my married friend, MF, and I was talking to one of my other friends. The guy I was chatting with mentioned that if our MF keeps talking to the BG, then he was going to need a tire iron to get away from her...

Later in the evening, a group of friends went back to another one of our friends place, which is conveniently located, right next to the bars in Mt Adams. While we were having a few nightcaps to conclude the evening, one of the girls decided to do a hand stand. The theme caught on with the girls that were there, I guess it was an opportunity for them to show their tittays. One of my friends had on a dress and nothing else. When she did her handstand, the dress fell down over her head, and you could see the world. Then the rest of the evening she kept lifting up her dress and would say look at "my puss"...weird course of events, but nothing totally out of the ordinary for a partyboy evening.

A tribute to striped shirt guys!

2005-05-13T09:50:00.000-05:00

This is an email I received as a FW: from a friend of mine...completely classic!
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Look at my button down striped shirt! Fucking look at it! This shirt means one thing! I’m coming home with some pussy tonight! That’s right! It’s been a long week at the office and it’s time to blow off a little steam! I am a Senior Recruiter! I have business cards that say “Senior Recruiter” on them! They’re glossy and magnificent! Here! Have one! Take it!

My boys are coming out with me tonight! They all have striped shirts too!

I figure we’ll kick off the night with some Golden Tee! I am going to smack the shit out of that little white ball! It’s going to be so fucking loud! I’ll bet I can drive that pretend golf ball 600 fucking yards tonight! I’m that fucking pumped!

I can almost taste those Jager Bombs right now! I fucking love Red Bull! I put it on my God damned cereal! I’m crushing one right now!

I’m thinking about buying a boat this year!

I’m gonna fight someone tonight! I pray to God someone makes eye contact with me! I will beat his ass! And God help him if he gets any blood on my striped shirt! If he does, I’ll scrub it out with his dick and some bleach! I mean it!

Party Fuel

I’m gonna grind on girls asses tonight! You heard me! When I see a group of girls dancing in a circle, I will select the most attractive one and dry hump her until it hurts! I will rub my cock against her so that she can feel my throbbing hard on!

I will valet tonight!

I will treat the valet with contempt and make sure that he knows that I am superior to him in life! I will tell him to “Take it easy on the brakes, Champ”!

I will talk to people I don’t know about my job tonight! They will all know that I am an important man! I will call female bartenders “Babe” and male bartenders “Chief”!

When I do not hook up with a girl at that club, I will say that the place is “full of skanks”! We will wait in a long line to go to another bar only to strike out again!

I will give up and decide to order a gyro off of a street vendor! I will make fun of him to my friends for being foreign! I will look ridiculous purchasing my gyro because people will be able to tell by my striped shirt and tinted sunglasses that I struck out and am settling for a gyro!

I will make one last attempt to hook up by trying to coax two big girls who are also ordering gyros to coming back to my place for “after hours”! When they say no I will make fun of them for being fat! I will leave!

When I get home I will go to the bathroom and hold the straight razor to my wrist again! I will gently drag the razor laterally against my vein, making sure not to actually cut myself!

I will then go to my room and pass out! I will need some shut eye so that I’ll be ready to fucking party again tomorrow!

It's Friday...

2005-05-13T07:54:00.000-05:00

Bitches!!!

Time to break out those condoms and ghetto pick-up like fellas! Just kidding, or am I? That's the greatest thing about being PB, you aren't sure what I'm thinking...at least I hope.

The party starts tonight at Mt. Adams Pavilion, 8 PM on the top floor. You'll see me there with crushing Red Bull with my striped shirt on...checking out the talent as they intoxicate themselves with cocktails and the exotic aroma of my red bull vodka, and of course, the plentiful game I spit as I work the room.

See you there,

PB out!

Back in the game...

2005-05-12T10:56:00.000-05:00

Well, for all you haters out there that thought since I was injured, my blog and partying would be out for the count, you can take another look at my adventures from last week, and you should understand that I had a pretty full week...

Anyway, I'm recouperating quickly, and should be mobile enough to bounce around the bars tomorrow, maybe tonight?...we'll see.

Not much going on in the life of PB these days, except work, school, and the social activities I partake in during the weekends.

This weekend, there are quite a few activities to participate in.
1. Next Step Happy Hour
Fri. 5/13 Starting @ 8:00 P.M. - 10:30 P.M.
For more info, check out Next Step Scholarship Foundation

2. Cincinnat-Us Poker Tournament
Sat. 5/14 Starting @ 11:30 A.M. - yes, that's before noon lazy people!
For more info, check out Cincinnat-Us.com/poker

At this point, I'm pretty busy getting ready for these events, not to mention planning my friend's bachelor party, which is taking place, immediately after the poker tourney...wow. Yeah, I know, I'm pretty amazing huh? Yeah, I know I am!

partboy is out of commission

2005-05-10T10:55:00.000-05:00

Last night after work I had a weekly softbll game that me and a group of friends partake in for some entertainment and a few beers during the course of the game. Last night's game got pretty competitive. At my last at bat, I knocked a grounder over to third base. I began my speedy trott down to first, as I approached the base I saw the ball was on it's way into the first baseman's mitt. I let out a loud bear growl to intimidate the first baseman. He ended up dropping the ball, as I was just about to run over the bag. With my growl at the first baseman, I lost my footing, and ended up doing a summersault over the bag, then landed on my feet. I guess I hyper-extended or sprained my knee, so I lie here on my couch missing work.

I certainly hope this pain goes away, as I would hate going to a bachelor party this weekend on crutches.

Saturday...05.07.05 - Derby Day

2005-05-08T13:07:00.000-05:00

I started out awaking in a strange place...aparently what ever I ended up doing, I finally passed out at a friend's house. Before I passed out, I vaguely remember two of my friends wrestling on the kitchen floor, grabbing each other's boob's and making out. yes, two girls! party on.

When I work up, I had to walk about 2 miles to my car, which I left at my friends place, so I wouldn't be able to do anything stupid, like drink, drive, and wreck...

I got my car, went to Startbux and grabbed a latte, then got "my sally" cut. When I got home, I worked out, bathed the dogs, and took them for a walk. Pretty damn eventful for still being a little tipsy my first couple hours of the day.

After the walk, I took a nap. After I woke up and got showered, I the went over to my friend's house for an engagement party. Nothing too exciting went on there, just a bunch of friends getting together having a few drinks.

We decided to hit up one of my regular bars, Millions "of dudes". It was a light crowd, which was good. I had had too many "colorado kool-aids", aka coorslight, so when we got to the bar I went back to the RBVs.

So, an old fling had been text messaging me to see what I was doing, and she ended up meeting me at the bar. It's the same one I alluded to the other night, who may or may not have gone home with the ogre looking meat face...I was a little weary about leaving with her last night, but I put my partyboy intuition aside to see what was going to happen. We went back to her place with another friend, who I'm not sure if he was looking for a double team or what, but that was definitely not in the cards. She and I had been kissing and such, when her phone rang...she was getting booty called from her ex. I was getting frustrated. She said she wanted me to stay, but was worried her ex was going to show up or something. I told her that I wasn't going to get into some dramatic episode and that I was leaving. She kissed me good-bye, and tried to give me a ride home. She was wasted, and I didn't want her drunk arse to get pulled over. I walked up the street and got a ride to my friends place where I passed out for the evening.

until another adventure of partyboy, PB out.

Friday...05.06.05

2005-05-08T12:29:00.000-05:00

ok, things started out with me leaving work around 3 PM, I worked out, and then headed off to a local watering hole to meet some peeps for happy hour. Had some drinks there, and then went to dinner with another group of friends. Quick bite, then off to meet another group of friends. We then proceeded to this new bar downtown, that I have previously aluded to in a past posting, McFadden's. That bar sux! Don't get me wrong, it is a really nice atmosphere and very attractive women. But the drinks are completely watered down and there are too many dudes for my taste.

So, a group of about 20 of us were standing down by the pool tables, putting back the watered down red bull and vodkas, when all of the sudden one of my friends turns his head to the corner and lets out a quick "blah". Yeah he barfed all-right, then went back to sipping on his cocktail like nothing even happened. Classic moments in the life of B.V. - his memoirs will be out soon...j/k

Oh yeah, another reason I don't like McFadden's is b/c I dropped over $100 in my first 20 minutes there. Totally rediculous, I know.

After about an hour of over priced drinks and fake smirks, we left and headed to mt adams. got some more drinks there, aparently too many, since I don't remember much of anything after ariving at the pavilion

to be continued...

Spencer's a moron

2005-05-06T09:48:00.000-05:00

Spencer should be banned from sending out broadcast messages, since his latest blunder, he cannot even include the correct link to a webpage.

what happened?

2005-05-06T09:01:00.000-05:00

As I strolled into the office this morning I was trying to identify the best parts of my evening last night, and can only recall a few...that booze sure does create some confusion for the partyboy timeline, that for sure.

First thing, I was pooped after exercising and cutting the grass I wasn’t sure I would make it out. I know it would have been a major disappointment for all, had I not. But, in my defense, I’ve been out every night since Sunday, except Wed. night. I know what you’re thinking, he’s an animal! I know, I know…save your applauds for later.

Anyway, after I got showered and all “partied up” I went over to my buddies new house. Pretty sweet I might add, especially since he just blew about 6K on entertainment equiptment, TV, DVD, Stereo…you know the drill, have to make it a bachelor pad. Definitely!
My friend and I went out to the Pub, twice in one week, lets not make it a habit! We had some grub and drinks. I had the muscles. Pretty good I might add. A friend of mine and some hunnies met us there. We polished off quite a few brews there, and then headed over to this bar called the Establishment (next to R.P. Mc Murphy’s for those of you not familiar with the area…). There were a ton of my peeps there all anticipating the arrival of PARTYBOY! However, I ran into quite the dilemma upon my descent. There were two chicks there, both I had been acquainted with in the past. Of course, I knew that one was going to be there, but not the other. Anyway, I handled the situation just fine. Although I guess I can’t brag about partyboy getting some action last night, since I blew off one of the girls, and the other (the one I knew would be there) had to leave early. Anyway, PB wasn’t expecting anything to happen, especially since I was pretty exhausted from work, exercising, moving the lawn, and oh yeah who can forget about the boozing! Back to the events…a couple of my friends at the bar apparently had an argument about which was better, Class of 94 or Class of 96…when one of my friends started hauling off a bunch of names that are some pretty well known characters, the first thing out of my friend Chris’ mouth was, “partyboy”. I guess this means I’m a celebrity among the Cincy social scene? Yeah, I know pretty ridiculous. But, is it true?

Anyway, back to the chick that I was expecting to see at the bar. She was there with some of my other friends. She is a school teacher, and I knew she had to head out early, so I chatted it up with her for a bit, and then said good-bye. She left the bar, and I went on getting rowdy with my crew. The funny thing is, about 30 minutes later, I saw this chick sneak back in to the bar to chat it up with this ogre-ish looking meat-face. The kind of chauncy that looks all big and caveman-ish, and spits the worst game. You know the type, “you looking good tonight, baby”, “how am I going to get you out of those clothes and into my parts”. You know the cheese I’m talking about. Worse game than mine believe it or not? Anyway, I wasn’t jealous or anything. I know she just broke up with her boyfriend and was definitely looking for some “D”...how do you think I knew she was there in the first place? She was text messaging me about when I was coming most of the night.

So, that’s about the hi-light of my evening. Nothing too exciting, just another chapter in the memoirs of partyboy. I hope I didn’t put you to sleep? Cause I'm about ready for a nap just after writing this thing.

PB out

cinco de mayo!

2005-05-04T21:46:00.000-05:00

Ok all, tomorrow is cinco de mayo, a huge party for, well tons of mexican americans, but who all takes part in this celebration? just about everyone I know. It's an excuse to booze it up. Why the hell not go out and celebrate? The only excuse I can think of is that bloody hangover waiting for me when I get up for work on Friday. From what I hear, the party is at McFadden's. The flyer I have here says $2.50 Coronas and $3.00 Margaritas all night. Who's DOWN? let me know who is interested!

C U there!

PB out.

what to do?

2005-05-04T17:33:00.000-05:00

half hour late for class tonight, should I go? nahh
maybe I should cut the grass? don't feel like it.
how about cleaning the house? it definitely needs it! maybe
hit up the Party in the Park? maybe next week, oh no that would mean I'd be skipping class again...most definitely!

last nights "partyboy events"

2005-05-04T08:35:00.000-05:00

Ok, so I went to the pub to catch some drinks with my buddy that just so happens to be my recruiter...good guy, but back to details. Quite a few people from his office were there, and I had some of my buddies meet me as well. The whole night I was pushing for everyone to hit up some kareoke at MLT's. Everyone seemed DOWN, but then skirted out at the last minute...ok, so back to the banging chick I was talking to...Ok there was just one that I talked to. She is a salesperson for my consulting company. HOT! And to preface the story, I guess I should mention that about a month ago I gave my recruiter a bag of Sensua! (Formerly Viacreme). He went back to the office like a pervert, and started handing it out to the chicks there...just so happens that there was a lot of confusion about the expiration date, which I had explained was put on the label because of FDA approval requirements. And the expiration date was something like 2002...So, needless to say quite a few of the girls he gave it to did not use it b/c of that minute detail, eventhough I had assured everyone that it was safe, and that I use the stuff all the time. It works like a charm! 5 minutes is all she'll need, baby!
Anyway, so back to the hunny I was talking to about it. She kept making me feel like a porn pusher, and that I was some kind of a man-whore for using it and better yet, giving it out! Needless to say I had to change the subject, so I moved on to the kind of work I do for this company that invented Sensua! and eventually brought the conversation back to work. She then turn everything back on me, asking about how much I like working for the company and those kinds of Q's...she was really interesting to talk to, of course it was difficult for me to stay concentrated as I had put down probably 10 beers by this time. Some time passed, and after most of my friends left me at the bar, I decided to take off, but not before another brief conversation with this chick...although I went up to say good-night to the people at the table I was asked to stay around, and I did until I finished my brew. The topic of the conversation I stumbled upon was about naked chicken fights between two hotties. Some how the whole girls making out at a bar came up and they started arguing about which was better, girls having a naked chicken fight or making out in a bar flashing their boobs...tough call guys! there is just something about the girls making out in the bar, in front of everyone...it's very dirty and slutty, which is why I think it is on par with the HOT naked girls chicken fighting? Its a toss up! Anyway, I got a kiss on the cheek last night, which was interesting...not sure what she was positioning that for, but it came to a surprise, as I thought I was probably the typical partyboy that happens to cock block himself and others when the booze is flowin'

until the next adventure of PB...are you down?

for you adamant bloggers...

2005-05-04T08:32:00.000-05:00

Ok, so my blog is suspect...I'm busy, trying to party is a full time job in itself. Not to mention trying to keep up at work for 50+ hours a week, and run a side business, and try to purchase a bar...where can I find time to post to my blog? Who knows?