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Archive: July 25, 2007

Flip Cup fans, rejoice!



 

I don't know who Justin Caplicki is, but I do know he's my hero.

Anyone who devotes a website and a tournament to Flip Cup is clearly a motivated individual. But on top of that, his pithy FAQ and snarky rules made me want to high five him, hand over $40, and "get in the game," to quote Dr.Phil. If I must. Which I shouldn't have. But I did. And now I'm embarassed.

If there is a sport born of frat culture, it is Flip Cup. Men hooting in a chorus of peer pressure, cheap alcohol consumed in spine-quivering amounts. I can't say I've played, or that I've ever consumed that much beer, but I do support organized athletics and human bonding.

Peep some Flip Cup below, then hit Justin's site and appreciate the wonders of well-worded Flip Cup description. It might just have you digging up $40 bucks for Saturday.

 

Categories: Ward on the Street
July 25, 2007 1:03 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Going crazy at Guy's



What is it about Guy's bar in WeHo that make the girls act so crazy? Last June, Lindsay Lohan screamed, cried and flailed around after getting rejected at the door—Danny Masterson was hosting an upscale jazz night and he allegedly turned her away for not being classy enough. The following month, Nicole Richie partied at the bar dressed in little boys’ underwear worn over her tight black jeans, leaving everyone to realize how skinny she'd really gotten. Then, last night, Paris Hilton made out with Mischa Barton's hairy and seemingly dirty ex-boyfriend Cisco Adler at Guy's. Of all the guys Paris can get and she chooses Cisco? That just isn't right. 

 


Photo credit: Ricardo DeAratanha

 

Categories: The Bar Code
July 25, 2007 12:04 PM | Permalink | Comments (0)

Just one more hit...



Last weekend I went to a friends house which is notoriously full of swag.  I was drawn to this odd device sitting on the kitchen counter, half resembling a giant can of mace, and half light saber.  “What is it??”  

“Its canned oxygen…”  as she takes it in her hand and squeezes a large puff into her mouth while simultaneously inhaling in an orgasmic manner.

“Canned oxygen?!”

“Yeah, this one is peppermint flavored.”

My jaw was agape.  My friend forced it into my bag and I now have my new accessory.  Lagerfield has a fan, I have a can of peppermint flavored oxygen.  Its going to be hot.

--Shane Redsar 

 

Categories: 789
July 25, 2007 1:15 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

It's true, I can't stop the beat



I’ve seen Hairspray twice this week and all I can say is that I have a hankerin’ for some soul food now.  It’s amazing how many references to food there are in the songs, its awesome!  Theres a whole number with Queen Latifah and John Travolta involving various food items, so much fun!  Yeah, I’m a dork.

--Shane Redsar 

Categories: 789
July 25, 2007 1:11 AM | Permalink | Comments (0)

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