Hard Rock, Easy Money

So I'm back to recount our first day upon arrival in Las Vegas.  Tanner did an admirable job of storytelling in his most recent post (even though he jacked a couple of my jokes in doing so) so I won't bore you with all the details but rather overview some things and perhaps elaborate on my perspective of a few of the events.

So when last we left our fearless heroes they had just arrived in the city of sin.  On Friday morning we woke up at the ass-crack of dawn which is a new experience for me and one I am quite unhappy with.  We are still slightly jet-lagged from our trip and thus we continue to go to bed early which results in 7AM wake-ups.  I went on this trip to avoid real world things like waking up early and getting a job and damn if that shit doesn't just follow you. Anyway, things went mostly as Tanner said.  Chris worked out shirtless and then because the gym was too full decided to do pull-ups while wearing his backpack filled with stuff. Not heavy shit like bricks mind you, but his med bag and shoes and whatever else was handy.  I mean honestly he's my best friend but that was so damn toolish i was left wondering where his white-rimmed sunglasses were.  I then offered to backpack off his shoulders to give him a real challenge but he immediately pansied out even after talking some mad trash.  After that display of weakness from Chris the team had to then go find a casino so I could do the exact opposite and recklessly backup the mounds of shit I've been talking all of my life.  Tanner covers the rest of the days events pretty well except he forgot to mention that the reason the Hard Rock was so damn neat was that the people working at the MGM casinos were complete asshats.  Hard Rock's people were legit as hell and I will be going back to them this weekend for my next round of betting.  Other than that there is not too much to say.  I love watching people punch each other in the head more than almost anything in the world and getting paid to do it was the nut, not only because free money if the best money but also because I had finally proven that I could do what I've dreamed of doing for years.  Its one hell of a feeling to nut up and chase after your dreams but the feeling once you achieve them is indescribable.  I highly recommend to anyone who is putting off their dreams for the right time to say "fuck that shit" and bail. Life is too short and this feeling I have right now is too damn good.  

Until next time,

Jed