a gambling we will go...

In t-minus 18 hours, i'll be on a plane heading for the fun-capital of the world. and when i say fun, i'm not referring to the fun-bags on all the strippers/hookers/dates-you-have-to-pay-for...wait a sec here...i'm a guy...i pay for all my dates. ok, nevermind that. i mean "fun" as in the four earth-elements, liquor, gambling, women, and sports. Can I get a witness? Hell yea! I plan on drinking my own weight in Rusty Nails, finally learning that retarded game they call craps, shakin' my groove thang with a girl who I don't yet know, and watching the Illini kick the living shit out of Northwestern (and unless the spread is larger than 30, i'm betting on them).

Note the enthusiasm prior to losing all my money.