My, have times changed...\n\nOn a positive note, I can tell I'm maturing. I find myself having way less tolerance for bullshit and lames. TAO is the first club I went to when I turned 21 and I don't know if it's because I'm getting older or it was just way better three years ago, but TAO was just meh this time around. Don't get me wrong, the venue itself is fantastic. I love the decor and set up but apparently they will let just about anybody in. I mean, seriously, the group of girls in front of us were wearing flip flops.\n\nFLIP FLOPS!!? \n\nWho does that? \n\nIt baffles me that flip flops are allowed but men have to wear collar shirts and dress shoes. Luckily, we got in V.I.P. because if not, the guys would have had to pay for cover to an okay club and that would not have been the biznezz. Three stories with different music on each level. We headed straight to the balcony on the roof top where the pool was. This lounge area was very spacious and included many seats. I couldn't believe it was hot as hell even at 11 p.m. It was hard not to sweat just simply standing there. Grabbed beers and headed back down to the second floor. \n\nThis is where the low tolerance comes in. \n\nSure, the club was poppin' and people were dancing left and right but it was packed. TOO PACKED. I tried to get through to the other side of the bar and there were two girls freaking each other while two guys were behind the girls dry humping the shit out of them taking up the whole walking space. I haven't seen that ish since high school and I'd like to keep it like that. D\u00e9class\u00e9! Then, we tried to get into the main dance floor to party with other people. BIG MISTAKE. I almost made it to the center but had my four ppls stuck behind me. At that point, NOONE was moving. I told myself, \""EFF IT.\"" and started dancing until this guy's back was leaning on mine while he was dancing with some other chick as if I were the only thing holding them up. Another chick looked as if she was passing me and then stopped right next to me and stood there. WTF? Then, everyone trying to get into the main floor started pushing their way in so there go my elbows. Needless to say, I had enough. I headed out and found me a spot to dance my ass off to the same old repetitive crap - I won't say anything good about the music. Actually, it sucked balls. I am over \""apple bottom jeans, boots with the fur\"" as well was \""put your, put your, put your hands up\"" and \""I'm goin, goin' back to back to cali caliiiii...\"" After the day spent at Azure, I could tell I wasn't going to be too content about anything. \n\nI know I know, it's Vegas. What was I supposed to expect? Still though. \n\nEventually we peaced. I was on a good one and we decided to gamble our asses off since we barely spent anything so off to the blackjack table I went...