Vegas Baby, Vegas

The trip came and went w/ out too many good stories to bring home, unless you want to count the one of me passing out in our hotel bathroom at 5am. One might think that since I blacked out at 5am, we probably stayed up way to late partying/gambling/drinking, etc... I wish that were true. For those of you who haven't heard yet, I got the flu (and probably the H1N1 virus) while out in Vegas. I actually probably got it in Indy before I left, but the virus finally kicked my ass out there. Long story short, I wasn't feeling well Sunday evening so i went back to the room around 7. Got up at 10 to go eat something light (fruit cup), met Dave at the tables to gamble a little bit, finally decided I really was sick, then went back to the room. After a few hours of sleeping, I woke up to use the bathroom and after was done, proceeded to get really dizzy, lose all strength and crumble like a ton of bricks to the floor, knocking my noggin on the floor as well as scraping my back against the wall or countertop...something to cause me to bleed. After 30 seconds or so I finally decided I needed to call out to Scott or Dave as I realized I really didn't have any strength to move. Of course after about 10 seconds of concern for my well being, they realized I was just sick and wasn't anything too serious, so the jokes and hazing of my mishap began. We did call the Bally's medical staff to come take my blood pressure and just to see what they could do. It was just an EMT, so I'm sure Scott's tee-shirt he was wearing "Trust Me, I'm a Doctor" may have been a little intimidating to this guy as he seemed more concerned w/ wanting to hang out w/ us then about my low blood pressure and 102 degree fever I was running. Once he left it was good for a laugh, which revitalized me enough to shower/shave and head down to tables at 7:30 before trying to eat some food. The rest of that day involved about 2 hours of gambling then 2 hours of sleeping, then repeat. So that put a little damper on our trip, but luckily neither Scott or Dave got sick from me. Unfortunately for Scott, the gambling gods didn't shine well on him as he took a beating. I actually won a few hundred bucks and Dave held his own, maybe losing a little bit.

I went to my 2nd high school 10-year reunion this past weekend as I was invited to the Indianapolis Ritter class of 99 reunion. I was only there for about 2 hours, but I knew maybe 30-40% of the people there, thus reaffirming my Ritter status. Their reunion sucked though in comparison to my actual Jimtown reunion.

I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving next week. Spending the day at my mom's w/ my step-brother and his wife & kids, so should be fun. It'll be good to have a nice long weekend as I'm only working Monday & Tuesday next week.

Just watched IU get beat by 20 to Mississippi...IU is really young and did not look good. Could be another long year for the Hoosiers.

Vegas is starting to catch up w/ me on my NFL bets. The weekend I was out there was a tough weekend from an NFL perspective. I went 3-4 on my bets against the spread, bringing my record at the time to 12-9 for the year. Scott went 0-6 on his NFL bets, so it could have been worse.... I went 1-1 last weekend bringing my actual bet totals to 13-10. As for my picks against Diddy, i'm 12-8 while Evan is 13-7 w/ his 2-0 week last week...so its important I nail a few of these upcoming weeks as I do not want to lose another lunch bet to a guy from Wabash Indiana, seriously.

I'm too tired to post a video, but this website has been getting a lot of pub lately, so here's the link to the beautiful people of Walmart. Oh wait, I just remembered this wonderful video of Cleveland, which apparently caused a little bit of an uproar on the local Cleveland news stations