Monday, January 08, 2007
Thursday, January 04, 2007
Sweet Jeebus 2007 Already?
Zomg, yet another uneventful transition from one year to the other. I met Jeremy and Xuan in Houston to celebrate the new year. Nothing special, just a get together at one of his buddies house. I played DD and we actually ended up taking Jeremy's buddy, Tam , back home.
Rachel and Deanna still in Cali. Happy 2007, yay...
Rachel and Deanna still in Cali. Happy 2007, yay...
Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Home Alone
I spent Christmas day alone. Rachel and Deanna are in Cali visiting the family and will be returning on New Years day.
It was nice being alone. I watched the boob tube, played on the 'puter and rocked out to some MP3's. Yay me.
It was nice being alone. I watched the boob tube, played on the 'puter and rocked out to some MP3's. Yay me.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Las Vegas and San Diego Baby!
Well it's that time of year. I flew to Cali for my anual vacation but this time instead spending all my time in Cali I also went to Vegas. I flew into Ontario around 10AM and Donny picked me up. I think I was only in Victorville for about 4 or 5 hours before we decided to hit the road for Vegas. You see there's supposed to be a YHS reunion this year but at the last minute it got all fucked up and many people thought the event got canceled. It really didn't matter to me. Even w/out the reunion I still wanted to go to Vegas. It's been looong overdue. :P
The only stop we made was in Baker. Holy shit I can't believe the only AM/PM gas station in the area price gouges the shit for gas!
DAAYUUMN!!!
It's probably been close to 6 years since I been in Vegas. I couldn't believe how much it has changed! There was construction everywhere. Traffic was a total bitch! Angie Martin, Troy Martins younger sis, works at the Stratosphere hotel/casino. She was nice to hook Donny and I with a sweet room. It had two queen size beds and a jacuzzi in the bathroom. It was fucking nice!
We finally get to the room and we're pretty exhausted from the drive. The first part of the YHS reunion started at 7PM and it was already 630 by the time we got to our room. We both freshened up and made our way down to the Hard Rock Casino. When we got there there was no one to be found. I asked the one of the employees if they knew anything about a YHS reunion. They were helpful but they couldn't find any info. He then suggested we try the Hard Rock Cafe which was right across the street. Donny and I made are way over there and looked around. We asked the hostess if she knew anything about the reunion. She did mention we weren't the first to ask this question. She then pointed out there was a couple that was seated kind of waiting for others to show up. Donny and I looked over and didn't recognize them. "Man, fuck this." This whole thing was a cluster fuck to begin with. I told Donny lets get the hell out of here and we'll do our own thing.
By now I had a really bad headache. Donny was eager to go out and go clubbing. I definitely wasn't feeling it! We walked across the street to a drugstore. Inside I found the strongest thing I could buy and took them as soon I got outside. I finally told Donny I was feeling like ass and wanted to go back to my room to lie down. I then made the stupid decision to walk instead of taking a cab back to our room. Bad fucking mistake. It was close to a 6 mile walk and I was in my dress shoes. I was fucking dying when I got back to room. What a moron! Donny decided to take off on his own and see if there was any clubs to hit up.
The next day we hooked up w/ Troy Martin, Angie Martin and Ivonne Buenano. We met up in front of Club RA at the Luxor casino. It was fun, unfortunately Club RA was closed but there was a bar we stayed at for awhile. We drank, took shots and had a general good time.
Me & Ivonne Buenano in front of Club RA
Me, Ivonne Buenano, Troy Martin & Donny Perez
We finally made our way back to California. Michelle Johnson was in San Diego for a convention and asked my bro and I to meet up with her. Donna Payne and AnaLissa Malone was already down there.
We met at their reaaally nice hotel and started to drink (beginning to see a trend here? hahaha!) Michelle's company had the entire pool rented out and there was free booze and food for everyone. Michelle scored my bro and I free bracelets so we could get in and score on the free drinks and grub. I was already buzzing because we brought Patron to the hotel room. Gotta love that stuff!
The highlight of the evening was going to the Gas Light District. The area was awesome! People were everywhere and the mood was festive! We made our way to a Latin club and all hell broke loose! I love to salsa dance and thats what we did for the majority of the night. I never had so much fun in a long time! I swear I must have lost 25lbs from all the dancing I did.
All in all, it was a blast. We made our way back to Victorville and parted ways with our friends. I'm already looking forward to going back!
The only stop we made was in Baker. Holy shit I can't believe the only AM/PM gas station in the area price gouges the shit for gas!
DAAYUUMN!!!It's probably been close to 6 years since I been in Vegas. I couldn't believe how much it has changed! There was construction everywhere. Traffic was a total bitch! Angie Martin, Troy Martins younger sis, works at the Stratosphere hotel/casino. She was nice to hook Donny and I with a sweet room. It had two queen size beds and a jacuzzi in the bathroom. It was fucking nice!
We finally get to the room and we're pretty exhausted from the drive. The first part of the YHS reunion started at 7PM and it was already 630 by the time we got to our room. We both freshened up and made our way down to the Hard Rock Casino. When we got there there was no one to be found. I asked the one of the employees if they knew anything about a YHS reunion. They were helpful but they couldn't find any info. He then suggested we try the Hard Rock Cafe which was right across the street. Donny and I made are way over there and looked around. We asked the hostess if she knew anything about the reunion. She did mention we weren't the first to ask this question. She then pointed out there was a couple that was seated kind of waiting for others to show up. Donny and I looked over and didn't recognize them. "Man, fuck this." This whole thing was a cluster fuck to begin with. I told Donny lets get the hell out of here and we'll do our own thing.
By now I had a really bad headache. Donny was eager to go out and go clubbing. I definitely wasn't feeling it! We walked across the street to a drugstore. Inside I found the strongest thing I could buy and took them as soon I got outside. I finally told Donny I was feeling like ass and wanted to go back to my room to lie down. I then made the stupid decision to walk instead of taking a cab back to our room. Bad fucking mistake. It was close to a 6 mile walk and I was in my dress shoes. I was fucking dying when I got back to room. What a moron! Donny decided to take off on his own and see if there was any clubs to hit up.
The next day we hooked up w/ Troy Martin, Angie Martin and Ivonne Buenano. We met up in front of Club RA at the Luxor casino. It was fun, unfortunately Club RA was closed but there was a bar we stayed at for awhile. We drank, took shots and had a general good time.
Me & Ivonne Buenano in front of Club RA
Me, Ivonne Buenano, Troy Martin & Donny Perez
We finally made our way back to California. Michelle Johnson was in San Diego for a convention and asked my bro and I to meet up with her. Donna Payne and AnaLissa Malone was already down there.
We met at their reaaally nice hotel and started to drink (beginning to see a trend here? hahaha!) Michelle's company had the entire pool rented out and there was free booze and food for everyone. Michelle scored my bro and I free bracelets so we could get in and score on the free drinks and grub. I was already buzzing because we brought Patron to the hotel room. Gotta love that stuff!
The highlight of the evening was going to the Gas Light District. The area was awesome! People were everywhere and the mood was festive! We made our way to a Latin club and all hell broke loose! I love to salsa dance and thats what we did for the majority of the night. I never had so much fun in a long time! I swear I must have lost 25lbs from all the dancing I did.
All in all, it was a blast. We made our way back to Victorville and parted ways with our friends. I'm already looking forward to going back!
Thursday, January 05, 2006
w00t! Got my YHS Shirt!
OK, actually its been a few months now but I really never had a place where I could brag about it. It's kinda funny...I never thought I'd be using the blog as much as I am right now. Interesting...
Anyhoo, I took some pics so I could share. Oh yeah for those interested I purchased the shirt from http://www.yokotapanthers.com/
OKO is the airport code for Yokota AFB.
Backside
Wow, I just realized this my first blog going into the new year. Hmmm... I wonder what 2006 has in store for me?
Anyhoo, I took some pics so I could share. Oh yeah for those interested I purchased the shirt from http://www.yokotapanthers.com/
OKO is the airport code for Yokota AFB.
Backside
Wow, I just realized this my first blog going into the new year. Hmmm... I wonder what 2006 has in store for me?
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
I worked for the Japanese mafia
Yep, you heard right. I worked for the Japanese mafia and didn't even know it. Why am I even writing about this? Probably because 10-15 years I'll forget even more details about what I did plus chances are no one else will even read this. It's amazing how everyones life now revolves around blogs (i.e. myspace, blogspot, etc...) Once I'm done w/ this its going to stay here. If you happen to stumble upon this well I hope you enjoy my lil story. And on that note...
I was 15 (16?) and already a trouble maker. My dad was in the Air Force and stationed at Yokota AFB. I'll skip all the bullshit and get to the good stuff. One of my 'stints' for being a troublemaker was to serve community service at the local commissary. Believe it or not it was actually pretty cool. For one, I wasn't the only one performing community service plus I got to work in the back. This was a nice bonus because any damaged merchandise was passed under my nose. I've lost count how many times I swiped cartons of cigarettes! Oh the irony.
It was at the commissary I met a Japanese national (shit, I forgot his name. See what I mean about forgetting details?) who also worked there. He was much older and we became good friends. One day he asked if I didn't mind sponsoring some of his 'friends' on base to use the golf course. Of course, I was young and naive so I agreed to do so. Let me stop here for a sec and tell you something about Japanese and golf. For one, golfing is pretty much considered 'elite' in Japan. It's a sport you normally see Japanese business men only enjoying. Something you and I take for granted here in the United States. Golfing in Japan is EXPENSIVE! It's not unsual to pay anywhere from $150 on up for a round of golf. It's been awhile I'm pretty sure its much more than that today. One benefit of being a military dependent is golfing on base (any military installation) is that it is very very cheap to play. I think to play a complete round of golf was only $15 bucks per player. What a bargain. Little did I know I was only sponsoring these guys so they could use our golf facilities and take advantage of the super low fare.
Here's the kicker. I would normally sponsor 4-6 guys once per week and each guy would pay me $50 bucks. Sometimes more! So here is this 15 (16?) year old kid making anywhere from $200-$300 a week back in '88! It was great! I only wish I learned the value of the dollar. Whenever I got payed I would take all my friends to the Burger King on base and buy anything they wanted (ungrateful bastards).
This continued on for a while. Eventually these guys began to invite me to their place of business. It varied from bowling alleys, bars and even spas (this was the first time I saw the tattoos) Very cool! Everytime we would show up we had full run of the place. No customers and everything was on the house.
One of my best experiences was when Maverick Collier (Rest In Peace brother) left Japan. I asked one of my Japanese friends if I could have some friends come over to his bar to have a going away party for Maverick. I didn't know what he was going to say. He ended up giving me and my friends full access to the bar. Yes, we had the bar all to ourselves! I couldn't fucking believe it! So here's this bar full of 14, 15 and 16 year old kids getting drunk and partying. Believe or not we didn't destroy the place and everyone had a good time.
So yeah, that's my experience w/ the Japanese mafia. I wish I could recall more but I can't. If there's a god and I do meet him (her?) I wish I could just kickback and watch me relive my life in Japan.
Living in Japan was one of the best things I ever experienced. I made friends and experienced things that I will never forget. Being a military dependent is one of the greatest experiences a kid will ever have.
I was 15 (16?) and already a trouble maker. My dad was in the Air Force and stationed at Yokota AFB. I'll skip all the bullshit and get to the good stuff. One of my 'stints' for being a troublemaker was to serve community service at the local commissary. Believe it or not it was actually pretty cool. For one, I wasn't the only one performing community service plus I got to work in the back. This was a nice bonus because any damaged merchandise was passed under my nose. I've lost count how many times I swiped cartons of cigarettes! Oh the irony.
It was at the commissary I met a Japanese national (shit, I forgot his name. See what I mean about forgetting details?) who also worked there. He was much older and we became good friends. One day he asked if I didn't mind sponsoring some of his 'friends' on base to use the golf course. Of course, I was young and naive so I agreed to do so. Let me stop here for a sec and tell you something about Japanese and golf. For one, golfing is pretty much considered 'elite' in Japan. It's a sport you normally see Japanese business men only enjoying. Something you and I take for granted here in the United States. Golfing in Japan is EXPENSIVE! It's not unsual to pay anywhere from $150 on up for a round of golf. It's been awhile I'm pretty sure its much more than that today. One benefit of being a military dependent is golfing on base (any military installation) is that it is very very cheap to play. I think to play a complete round of golf was only $15 bucks per player. What a bargain. Little did I know I was only sponsoring these guys so they could use our golf facilities and take advantage of the super low fare.
Here's the kicker. I would normally sponsor 4-6 guys once per week and each guy would pay me $50 bucks. Sometimes more! So here is this 15 (16?) year old kid making anywhere from $200-$300 a week back in '88! It was great! I only wish I learned the value of the dollar. Whenever I got payed I would take all my friends to the Burger King on base and buy anything they wanted (ungrateful bastards).
This continued on for a while. Eventually these guys began to invite me to their place of business. It varied from bowling alleys, bars and even spas (this was the first time I saw the tattoos) Very cool! Everytime we would show up we had full run of the place. No customers and everything was on the house.
One of my best experiences was when Maverick Collier (Rest In Peace brother) left Japan. I asked one of my Japanese friends if I could have some friends come over to his bar to have a going away party for Maverick. I didn't know what he was going to say. He ended up giving me and my friends full access to the bar. Yes, we had the bar all to ourselves! I couldn't fucking believe it! So here's this bar full of 14, 15 and 16 year old kids getting drunk and partying. Believe or not we didn't destroy the place and everyone had a good time.
So yeah, that's my experience w/ the Japanese mafia. I wish I could recall more but I can't. If there's a god and I do meet him (her?) I wish I could just kickback and watch me relive my life in Japan.
Living in Japan was one of the best things I ever experienced. I made friends and experienced things that I will never forget. Being a military dependent is one of the greatest experiences a kid will ever have.
Saturday, November 26, 2005
Thanksgiving 2005
Wow, I never thought I'd EVER do a blog but what better way to share my pics and other misc. stuff online? Anyhoo, I'll keep this short and sweet. This year turkey day was held at the Ballard house located in San Antonio. In attendence was LeWayne Ballard and his parents, Mike Potowski and his parents, Mike Potowski's girlfriend Rupa, Chris Nemoto and of course there was me w/ my wife and daughter, Deanna and Rachel.
We stayed at the Ballard house for the rest of the evening. Drinking, playing pool and poker. It was a blast and great to see everyone from YHS again! We've already discussed spending New Years Eve in Houston which I'm more than likely will make now. If you don't have any plans let us know. The more the merrier!
Now for the rest of the pics.
Thats it! I hope you enjoyed the pics. See you all next year in Las Vegas!
-Tyrone Perez c/o 1990
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We didn't get there till 1PM. Mike Potowski being the chef that he is prepared most of the meal and we all chowed down around 4-5'ish.
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Chris Nemoto and Mike Potowski finshing up. Mrs. Ballard overseeing everything making sure the Yokota boys don't mess anything up!
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| Me and LeWayne Ballard at the laptop. |
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| Chillin' |
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| The Yokota boys. From left to right, Tyrone Perez, Chris Nemoto, Mike Potowski, John (he was friend of Chris and LeWayne, and LeWayne Ballard. |
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| LeWayne, John and Chris playing cut-thoat. |
We stayed at the Ballard house for the rest of the evening. Drinking, playing pool and poker. It was a blast and great to see everyone from YHS again! We've already discussed spending New Years Eve in Houston which I'm more than likely will make now. If you don't have any plans let us know. The more the merrier!
Now for the rest of the pics.
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| John, Mike Potowski, his dad and LeWayne. |
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| Mike Potowski pimpin' his new YHS hoodie brought back from Yokota by Chris Nemoto (lucky bastard, it was actually nice!) |
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| Tyrone Perez, LeWayne Ballard, Chris Nemoto, and Rupa (Mike Potowski's now ex-girlfriend from Houston) playing some Texas Hold Em'. |
Thats it! I hope you enjoyed the pics. See you all next year in Las Vegas!
-Tyrone Perez c/o 1990
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