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Spring Break on South Padre Island, Texas style

Shows Inertia Tours dominating the spring break party scene in South Padre Island with Wet T Shirt contests, spring break trip packages, & more

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Belly Flop Contest

In the hopes of luring folks into the pool during our giant pool party at Isla Grand last night, the boss offered all of our staff free drinks to demonstrate their belly flopping skills around midnight.

Not sure how well it went, as I was DJing in another part of the complex. But, it would likely have wreaked havoc on the henna tattoos and body paint they’d picked up in the hopes of winning the most-outrageous-swimwear contest.

Spring Break 2009!

More shrimp, but not for us.

Per my earlier note, our meal plan is pretty badass. Unfortunately, our staff can’t usually eat it this week–since there’s so many people on the island and we’re swamped with work.

Adding insult to injury, one of our restaurants just doubled the amount of shrimp they give out with their meal giving the mountains of Chinese food I wrote about earlier a run for their money.

Do the Heisman

Last night was Saint Patrick’s day and we had a bunch of the UT Football players up on the stage where I was DJing.

In the wash of green and House of Pain, it wasn’t until fifteen minutes to closing that I realized I was totally missing the opportunity to bump “Do the Heisman” with some dudes qualified to do just that.

The ensuing dance demo gave way to a Stanky Legg bonanza that involved so much stomping by so many footballers that I thought they were going to go right through the stage.

Fashion in the Rain, Passion in the Rain

This year’s been uncharacteristically cloudy for March. It was a bit of a cause for concern, with our fashion show last night. I was worried no one would come. But the Mooncusser’s put up some overhangs so that no one would get rained on and the party still went off.

I think the runway part we had to cancel, as the catwalk was out in the open and we couldn’t have models slipping off the stage.

But, honestly, I think everyone was too drunk to notice that, the rain, or anything else. As they were all wobbling around on the dancefloor, grinding on each other and slamming enormous drinks.

I got hit with a water balloon.

Last night, after the longest check-in day of the year, someone tagged me with a water balloon.

I was on my bike at the time, so I assumed the squish sound was something I’d run over or a popped tire. But, when I stopped to see what happened–they lobbed another one at me.

I can only assume this was from the Howard Johnson hotel balcony–as I couldn’t see any culprits.

Five hours until bong.

Texas Week starts today–when all the Texas schools go on spring break and take over South Padre Island.

Check-ins have gone fairly smoothly. Thankfully, the bazillion people we brought down this week didn’t all arrive at once.

But, they have gradually trickled in. And when they finally stop trickling in, we’ll get out the bong and celebrate.

The beer bong, not the weed bong or whatever they’re called.

If U Seek Amy

I’ve been DJing for Inertia for a few years and started working the new Britney Spears song into my sets, since it turned up on the charts.

It’s an alright song. And people seem to like it. But, I did seem like an oddly titled and kind of nonsensical song.

But then my girlfriend sent me a link to the video, and even the fake newscast that kicks it off didn’t clear anything up for me.

Thank heavens for Google!