Promises of food and booze to be included in the $60/$100 price of admission was non-existent. Actually let me take that back, they did hand almost everyone four drink tickets to be used on the shittiest beer I never heard of. There was a food truck set up outside with prices that ranged from $10 and up.
Inside, the party was still being setup when we arrived. I asked for a water for my friend and was told that they were only for the staff. Interesting. I had hoped that the food/bbq we were promised would magically appear by the time the game started. Unfortunately it never did. And don't even get me started on the shitty DJ who thought everyone came to hear him, and not the game. The only thing they followed through with was the promise of multiple tv's and projectors to watch the game on and topless "bartenders" that actually turned out to be pretty useless. One had no idea how to tap a keg, the other was clueless when asked to open a bottle of wine.
There was no "Jungle Juice" as promised, and if you wanted a drink it was gonna cost you $15. Fifteen bucks for a shitty drink made by shitty bartenders?? No thanks! Towards the end of the game they stopped taking the drink tickets and started charging $5 for the shitty ass beer! It's safe to say that I was pretty livid. It's also safe to say that I will never ever attend a NOLMT event ever again.
It seems that they were so concerned with making this event "look" high class with sharply dressed unprofessional "security guards" and not so comfortable curvy furniture, that they forgot that people would actually be ATTENDING this event with certain expectations. Expectations of, at the very least, getting their monies worth.
The best part of the night was taking advantage of the "free" limo ride back down the hill to Ventura Blvd. I had the pleasure of seating two people on my lap, this girl gave me some of her Girl Scouts cookies and I was at last enjoying my evening. 
