About a month ago, I started reading The Biggest Game in Town. After a few pages, a trip to Vegas started looking really good to me. After a few chapters, a trip to Vegas started looking like something I had to do. After about half the book, I was deep in a full-on, hardcore, undeniable Vega$ Lust. It was powerful, man. I’d look at my watch and think, “You know what? If I left right now, I could be in Vegas in four hours!”
I’d often randomly shout out, “Vegas, baby! Vegas!” While puzzled strangers looked on in . . . strange puzzlement, I guess.
Since I was in the middle of the Just A Geek rewrite, It would have been rather irresponsible to go, and the best I could do was watch Swingers, read accounts of other bloggers’ trips to vegas, and play iPoker. Then, when I couldn’t play any more, I read the great poker blogs. Hell, I was even wistfully checking the Vegas moblog at Buzznet several times a day.
Yeah. Lust. Hardcore lust. (Heh. That ought to bring in some interesting google results.)
About two weeks ago, in the midst of The Lust, a WWdN reader sent me a link to this amazing Vegas story written by ESPN.com columnist Bill Simmons.
For me, it isn’t even about Vegas as much anymore. When you hit your 30s, your friends settle in different cities, get hitched, pump out a kid, start working 50-to-60 hours a week … you look up one day and realize you haven’t seen three of your closest buddies in 15 months. Vegas becomes the great equalizer. There’s always that first glorious stretch with everyone sitting at the same blackjack table, throwing down drinks, cracking worn-out jokes and busting chops, when you realize that nothing has changed. Thank God.
It’s a fantastic column, and it could have been written about me and my friends . . . so I’ve totally fallen off the Vegas wagon.
I’m done with the rewrite now, so the big question for me becomes . . . “When can I get away from town for three days in a row, and am I taking my wife, or should I even try to get the guys together for the trip?”
You know what? I think I’m going to write a story about Vegas.
Vegas, baby.
Vegas.
