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12.09.09
Northeastward Ho
posted by Absinthe | 1:22 PM
I haven’t set foot in Las Vegas for almost three years. Not exactly by choice; I’ve missed the gatherings of just about the only club that would have me as a member. But I haven’t missed Vegas for itself, that shiny, dusty, desperate temple of excess.
I ride in tomorrow expecting that for the first time ever, I’ll have changed more than the city. Not cosmetically - a little less hair run through with a little more gray isn’t much of a change compared to all the implosions and new monstrosities. But Vegas is going to want the same things it’s always wanted, and my new life, viewed from a vantage point a mere thousand days back, is unrecognizable.
By which I mean to say, thank you to everyone I’m going to see there, because I wouldn’t be going without you. I’ll enjoy checkraising the cowboys and calling shenanigans and hoisting a pint or two (but not three), and I won’t look askance at any free money that drops into my stack, but all of that is icing on cake. You are the cake.
A few caveats: one, our son is joining us on this trip. Don’t be offended if, in his presence, I let fly with a Super Soaker filled with Purell. It’s nothing personal. Two, please don’t be shocked if I actually have the hand I’m representing instead of the Hammer - baby needs a college fund. Three, if I look a little sleepy or talk with you for several minutes without using your name, don’t be surprised - I was never good with names to begin with, and the parental permanent sleep-debt has taken its toll. And last, if you are an experienced babysitter who can pass a breathalyzer, well - too bad. The job is taken. See you all on the flip.
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December 10, 2009 at 3:07 AM
flipaments for the college fund, GL!