Would like to go to Psycho Las Vegas this year, if that's still happening.
Holy crap, another killer lineup. I haven't gone to one, because I've been all "meh shows, I'm too old" for several years but assuming a post-CoV world ever happens, I'm going a gorram social butterfly and do as many Public Things as possible.
I'm kind of dangerous in Las Vegas so I stopped going 10 years ago. I don't gamble more than about $40 but my bar tabs have been legendary. One year after drinking, heavily, all day, the plan was to go to a club. I decided to hit the head first and on my way back found myself with another beer in one hand, and a $25 margarita in the other. So we go to said dancehall and they said "no outside drinks" to which I said "I just paid $25 for this and will not be throwing it away."
I ended up chugging the thing in line (including 5 test tube shots of Grand Marnier lodged into the top) and by the time we got inside, I couldn't stand so good. I sat down with my group but then said "yeah... if I don't get back to the room in 5 minutes I'll be dead weight" so off I went. By the time I got back to my hotel I had the hiccups so bad that I started punching myself in the chest and swearing, quite loudly. People avoided me on the escalator. I do not remember anything else, but the next morning woke up next to my girlfriend in our room, so apparently I made it.
Two nights later, the REAL drinking began. Long story short: we formed a brute squad to go after Andrew Jackson for his crimes against America. Good fucking goat I don't know how I've made it to 41 sometimes.