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Welcome to the J+J's Discos website.Please feel free to have a browse around are new and improved site!Discos is run by Jack Alexander and Jonathan Leake.We are currently operating in the Basingstoke, Newbury and Reading triangle.See below to find out more information about us.Jack and Jonathan are currently in Year 11, and attending The Hurst Community College in Baughurst.Discos, making them a huge success.However, we also cater for a wide range of other functions.We currently hold agreements with The Hurst Leisure Centre, The Hurst Community College and the Ambassador Club in Tadley.All the equipment we use is fully P.Any equipment that does not meet our high standard of satisfaction will be discarded, and if necessary, replaced.The show is designed for people right across the industry to show of the latest products and technology.J+Js Discos all rights reserved.Context: I am describing some action that occurred in the India vs Australia test match going on at the moment.Saunter: stupid umpsGarthmeisterJ: That's my girl!While the "Holiday Period" can be fun, it can also be somewhat hectic.ESPN, placing me in the 99.Limited not only to choosing the winner of NFL contests, it's an ailment that affected many aspects of my life, including the Pokery one.Maybe I'll do that in February, just to be a contrary bastard.Saturday, which wasn't a shock since I collapsed into bed at 7:30am that morning.Saunter to not bother getting me up too early, as all I wanted to do was get some brekky in me before heading to the Venetian for the tournament.My plan for getting to the Venetian: head to the Monorail.Venetian is, so that should tell me.Though I don't know if it is going in the correct direction, so no matter.Guess it was lucky we didn't jump on that last train.Saunter and I fly Southward down the strip, dodging through crowds like demons.After heading South for a few blocks, Saunter spies the next monorail station.We have not passed the Venetian.Translation: the Venetian is in the other direction.Turning the corner past Denny's we see...Have I mentioned that I have no direction sense yet?Huffing and puffing, I line up behind Iggy and Johnny Hughes to get my Venetian card, and then register for the event.That was a good switch I made.Karol and Linda, amongst others.Linda doubled up early, almost busting a friend of Pauly's.Linda's AJ was victorious versus AJ when all the money went in on an AA22 board...AK when Karol and Schecky got it in with JJ vs AA (yay me!Schecky also informed me that I was the best poker player from the Southern Hemisphere in the tournament (I'm pretty sure there wasn't a "second best") causing me to bellow in triumph...Also at about this time I saw that I was getting very short.And there were antes in play.Which meant it was time to steal.On my way out of the tournament area I had a nice chat with California April's Dad (I had spoken to him the evening before at the MGM), who asked me if I had busted, meaning I got a free chance to moan about losing a coin flip.As I walked out I remarked to Saunter that he was lovely guy to ask after me.Once I came to I jumped into the bathroom for another shath (or bower, if you prefer).All of a sudden I decided that the perfect tonic for my current fragile state was some Indian food.Indian, that sounded like the plan.Special credit goes to Donkey Puncher, who was in Des Moines at the time, but still was able to reply to me."Where do I find a good Indian restaurant in Vegas?""Don't you mean Native American?""You text tomato, I text tomato."And maps to those restaurants.Once again professing my eternal love, we quickly leafed through the options at hand, and settled on Tambla, a short distance down the strip.In no time we were out of the IP and down to Tambla, enjoying a fine Indian meal.Venetian direction, I received a text from Penner the Younger, telling me that he was in the house, and that he had money for me (a loan repayment).Penner the Younger is a nice guy, and b) I had totally forgotten about the money.Wandering back to the card room, I noted three things: 1) it was Final Table Time, 2) Miami Don had made the final table but had just busted, and 3) Otis was still alive with a healthy stack.Heading to the Sportsbook bar, Saunter and I knocked back a few drinks and chatted to Irish Jim, Speaker, and Betty, amongst others.Racing back to the Sportsbook I informed the masses there of the situation, and we all scooted back to the tourney.It seemed over quickly to me, and when the dust had settled the Rooster was Victorious, and I was chopping up first.Once everyone had recovered from the tourney result (congrats Rooster, and thanks Falstaff for organising it all!Being the kind of guy I am, I invited myself along, chilling out with some fine folks and enjoying some Train Wreck.Shrugging my shoulders, I introduced Saunter to the the Second Best game in town: sweating Joe Speaker playing Pai Gow.His method, essentially doing it as slowly as humanly possible, not only amps up the suspense, but increases the time taken for a hand to be played.In my altered condition, watching Joe Speaker sloooooowly squeeze his cards was absolutely transfixing.It was like I was playing as well!And it was maddeningly exciting!Joe on the shoulder and let him know how awesome his Pai Gow playing was.Saunter was also enjoying it immensely, and the thought occurred to me that perhaps I would be able to get her at a table sooner rather than later...At that point Discretion seemed the better part of Valour, and Saunter and I retired to our room, at which point I was delighted to discover the leftover Indian.Friday morning after 6 or so hours of sleep, and realised that my first foray into Vegas had left its mark upon me.After I uncurled myself from the foetal position, I decided upon a course of action.Denny's with a minimum of hassle.Amazed with our good fortune, Saunter and myself ordered and launched into our plates of food.After finishing up I congratulated myself on how the day had gone so far.It might be a bit early for some of the blogger contingent to be up and mobile (depending on when they finally crashed...Gracie has a great picture, which gave us all instant nicknames (well, except for Pablo).Saunter bid us adieu, and headed off to wander down the strip (Saunter is not that gambly, but I later discovered that during our NL session at the Mirage she ended up playing roulette at the Wynn...Aces once with KQ (he folded on the turn), and also felted Pablo.During the time at the Mirage 1, a pleasant enough guy in the 10 seat discovered that some of the Mirage chips had an unsettling advertisement of Danny Gans on them.Thus began the battling over any pot containing a Danny Gans chip, causing Mr 10 Seat to exclaim: "So, I brought up one stupid thing, and now you're going to beat it into the ground?!"Pablo also perfected what he referred to as "the most intimidating raise of all time", slinging out multiple Danny Gans chips to psyche out an opponent.Saunter decided it was high time for a nap, while I caught up with a few new arrivals, such as Joe Speaker, Derek, and BG.After realising that I had just purchased a beer, and wasn't gambling, I solved both problems by taking a seat at a Pai Gow table.We dined at the MGM's Studio Cafe (one of my fave options), before dropping into the Rainforest Cafe to look at the fish.This may be the biggest pansy of a fish on the planet.Mayweather bout, and I had a couple of chats with various poms who made their way through."He looks familiar," I thought to myself, but I was unable to place him.At that moment, Uncle Bracelet made his appearance.""Hey, ever wanted to meet Dutch Boyd?""Not really," the Bracelet snorted loudly, before realising that the reason I might have brought it up was because Dutch was in the near vicinity.At about midnight Saunter headed off, and while chatting to Iggy I was grabbed to go and and sit in a suddenly vacated seat at a mixed games table.Looking up from my chips I noticed someone familiar in the one seat.At this stage I was pretty sure I was behind, but am I going to back down to Dutch Boyd?"You didn't just catch me on 7th, did you?"Dutch spat, throwing in his chips for the call.Garth," he said on one occasion."O8 (which I called), but when the game returned to Razz I made a bit of a comeback.There was movement afoot, and eventually I settled in with a cab full of compatriots for a run at the IP.At the IP Uncle Bracelet and I settled into a Pai Gow table, where I suffered the worst run I can ever recall.Eventually Uncle Bracelet and I beat a retreat to the nearest blackjack table, but after a quick junk kicking we decided that the blackjack table was too close to the Pai Gow Table of Doom, so we fled to the Champagne Pit, where Uncle Bracelet immediately began making friends with douchebags.As my dad said via email, I'm lucky to be able to travel to the city of hedonistic pleasures so easily.Travelling from DC I get to choose to fly out from one of three airlines: DCA (aka Reagan aka National), BWI, and Dulles.With this in mind I managed to snag some nice flights from DCA connecting through Chicago.Except that I was contacted by Expedia a little later to tell me: "Whups!As long as I still get to go, right?"Or just get to the airport that day a little earlier and do it then."That feeling lasted right up until Shanita informed us that she couldn't give us our tickets.Apparently our flights were booked, but not paid for.Shanita told me that Expedia just hadn't transferred the money to Southwest, so I should get on the phone with them and sort it out.After navigating the wonder which is automated phone messaging, I finally got a real person on the line.So she put me on hold for "a few minutes".And then she tried something else.And then she finally asked to speak to Shanita(?!And then suddenly we had tickets.But whatever, we had tickets, we were off.No time for food or beers though.The flight to Vegas wasn't too bad.Train, who arrived just after Saunter and myself.As per my previous encounter, it was a little strange.That naturally took us past the Geisha Bar, where we were waylaid by Betty Underground, GCox, Gracie, Pablo, Iggy, Pauly, and many many others.Saunter, before saying that we were going to run up to our room and grab a shower before coming back down.Saunter jumps into the shower.Upon which I hear this:Saunter: "Aiee!""Saunter: "The bath is filling up as well!"She told me I was full of shit.After a delightful shath we headed back downstairs.Corona, Saunter had a (never before encountered by me) "Red Bull and Whiskey" (I call it a "Saunter Left Hook"), and I got to chatting.After chatting for a while I started to get itchy to check out the floor.Bloggers abounded at the various tables, including BuddyDank, Instant Tragedy, Otis...Eventually Saunter announced she needed to crash, and headed up to the room.Flanked by Betty and Maigrey, I approached the craps table with confidence.Yeah, I know, trip report.But in the meantime, today is the day the Mitchell Report on steroids in baseball is released.The rules: come up with a complete lineup (including on starting pitcher and one relief pitcher), the person who has the most players named in the report wins!Bonds, Sosa, Sheffield, Giambi ) etc.Update II: JJOK dipped out (stupid work).I've just had a quick glance at it, but I've already ticked the first box that I would like to play.Pick from 12 rooms like Party Poker.New Videos, check out the gallery!Mobile Disco serving the Hampshire area, especially Andover and the surrounding villages.SDisco can help make your event runs smoothly, and everyone has a good time.Check out some of our recent party pics and videos in the gallery.To start having fun on MySpace you need to invite some friends and get the ball rolling!"Are you sure you want to delete this comment?"Id + " Link: " + targetLink.
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