SinCity 2014 Update #1 – Hashtag SinCityProblems IT’S OVER? NOOO!
Hashtag I’m still here in Vegas
Hashtag #theeventthatwon’tend #stillrecuperating #thisresortissick #funnesteventever #vegasscrewingwithmyblog >#swingdiegosdementedlittlebrother #cellulitesucker #showerdoorphobia #laughedsomuchbroketransversusabdominis #3700dollarpooltab #burritomassage
You do know what a hashtag is, right?
That thing we called “number sign” (“#”) back in the Rotary Phone Era?
You put that thing in front of some words, and then you can search for all the other messages that used those same words.
Mostly a Twitter thing but Facebook added hashtags last year so now you can put a hashtag in the Facebook search bar and find all the posts with that same hashtag
Like, for instance, #sincityproblems
This particular hashtag was borne SinCity’s first year when “a few people” lost their phones.
But then, last year, #sincityproblems went down in west coast swing hashtag history.
When Jordan got locked in the shower.
Yes, you read that right, Jordan got locked IN the shower not OUT OF the shower.The “Shower Story.”
First story he told on Friday night, at Opening Ceremonies. Which – between this story and his Thursday night #coolestcompetitorsmeetingever T-shirt (“Bad Mistakes Make Great Stories”) – the message for the event was loud and clear: HAVE FUN GUYS!
See, the shower doors here are Vegas-style luxury floor-to-ceiling glass and marble.
To get out you push the door open.
Except Jordan didn’t push the door open. Instead, he tried to PULL the door open.
Creating a hermetic seal, industrial grade airtight rubber suction vacuum, with Jordan locked inside.
“HEY! SOMEBODY! HELLO!
“SOMEBODY GET ME OUT OF HERE!
“I’M STUCK! HELP!”
Jessica comes running in,
Jordan is not laughing,
“OH NO! OH NO!
“THIS IS BAD! HAHAHAHA!
“I’M SORRY I’M LAUGHING THIS IS BAD!
“WHO SHOULD I GET?!? WHAT SHOULD I DO?”
“I DON’T KNOW! JUST GET SOMEBODY!
GET ME OUT OF HERE!”
Twenty minutes later Jessica comes back.
With fifteen girls.
All fifteen girls can’t pull the door open. But nearly collapse from laughing.
Jordan isn’t laughing.
They call Hotel Security.
Two big guys came up, pull on the door till veins are popping on their foreheads, yelling “SIR CAN YOU PUSH HARDER SIR?” Jordan, naked, ramming the door with all his might from the inside.
The door won’t budge.
They bring in a special S.W.A.T. team of guys with special tools and laser equipment.
And they burn through the seal.
And Jordan, not laughing, steps out of the shower.
Jordan told us this story, starting by saying,
“There are two things I love to do when I’ve had a couple drinks.”
(Of course the entire ballroom was already laughing because we knew – at least we thought we knew – what one of the “two things” was going to be)
“The first thing is eating.
“I love eating when I’ve had a couple drinks.”
(Now the ballroom was laughing so hard in anticipation you couldn’t even hear Jordan anymore – he had to walk right up into the crowd to talk over the noise)
“The second thing I love to do when I’ve had a couple of drinks is -
“I love to take a shower….”
And he told us the story.
Jordan was brilliant on the mic. All weekend. Brilliant timing, stories, jokes, jibes, tone, command – it was Jordan at his best, having a BLAST cracking jokes which of course was infectious. His sweaty hilarity instantly zapped into the feel and energy of every moment at the event, all weekend long, solid funnyness.
Jordan was Elvis on Friday night, Dean Martin on Saturday, and a cross between John McEnroe/Roger Federer/Will Ferrell on Sunday.
So much to tell! A billion stories.
#sincityproblems – biggest sincityproblem is having to wait a whole year to do it again WAAAAA!
And here’s a better definition: