Well, I'm back from Vegas, have been for a while, but I have finally come down from the Vegas high and am able to get back to writing. I won't say much about the trip, I've already told you what would happen below, except to ask if Vegas ever disappoints? Vegas means different things to different people - I mean there were families and kids parading through the casinos and throngs of dressed up folks descending on Mama Mia at showtime and guys out playing golf all day and I'm sure everyone had a great time. You could show up for a weekend, have one nice day and two crappy ones, throw down and lose $1,000 at the tables, lose more at the sports book as a result of winning one bet the entire weekend, get ripped off at a very nice restaurant, wake up every day after 3 hours of sleep completely hungover, watch those dastardly automatic dealing machines crank out 5 after freakin 5 every time the dealer has 16 and you're standing on 20, get and split four aces leading to two blackjacks and still lose the hand, get charged for 8 songs when you thought you were only paying for 4, watch Southern Illinois storm back from 22 down vs UAB to take the lead and make you a winner in the sports book only to watch them blow it in the last minute...all of that could happen and you'll still find yourself at the airport late on Sunday night smiling and planning your victorious return.