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Greetings Folks...
Another day, another post. And as it turns out, my previous post was a most momentous one: Our 300th post here at the Musings. Had I been paying attention, I would've commemorated it with some (hopefully) clever commentary on the prolific nature our of postings. Instead, I'll just say a belated Congratulations to Us.
Now to the business at hand...
I recently returned from NBA All-Star Weekend in sinfully sunny Lost Wages, Nevada. A few observations:
1. Brian Urlacher is not nearly as swollen in person as he looks on tv. In person he looks like Brian Urlacher's little brother. (Brian Urlacher's still very cute little brother.)
2. The Mandalay Bay had to know what they were doing when they decided to erect the nation's largest advertisement in the form of Dwayne Wade's portrait on the side of their hotel. If you were wondering where your girl was staying, there's an 80% chance it would be in the hotel with D. Wade's face plastered on the side. Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm.
3. Gambling is only fun for people who have virtually unlimited funds. Like if someone could take $2,500 out of your checking account without you noticing, at least until you balance your checkbook, then losing $100 on a hand of blackjack is probably pretty funny to you. For everybody else, the fun is a mystery to me.
4. Southwest Airlines is the official airline of Black America. A show of hands of everyone who felt like (or knows someone who felt like) they rode to Vegas on Soul Plane... Yeah, me too. And leaving Vegas??? Wow. Which brings me to my Theory of Lines:
When faced with an impossibly long line, like the one for Southwest Airlines that extended outside Macarran Airport and like 3 blocks down the street, you have a few options. You can
A) Turn around and not do whatever you were trying to do (i.e. fly home).
B) Find an alternative to that line (i.e. buy a ticket on another airline).
C) Get in line and hope you don't miss your flight.
or D) Find a gap in the line (i.e. someone who's not paying attention) and casually make your way into it.
I'm partial to Option D. And for those of you (like myself) who feel just a teensy bit guilty for cutting all those people and wanna restore your karma, keep an eye out for people walking up to the line with their jaws on the ground because they can't believe how long it is. Then invite them to get in line ahead of you. They'll be genuinely grateful for your generosity, and you'll feel like you've done a good thing.
So, to recap: 300 (and 1) posts... Urlacher not so big in person... I (heart) D. Wade... Gambling = bad... and when it comes to long lines, get in where you fit in.
Hollers...
Another day, another post. And as it turns out, my previous post was a most momentous one: Our 300th post here at the Musings. Had I been paying attention, I would've commemorated it with some (hopefully) clever commentary on the prolific nature our of postings. Instead, I'll just say a belated Congratulations to Us.
Now to the business at hand...
I recently returned from NBA All-Star Weekend in sinfully sunny Lost Wages, Nevada. A few observations:
1. Brian Urlacher is not nearly as swollen in person as he looks on tv. In person he looks like Brian Urlacher's little brother. (Brian Urlacher's still very cute little brother.)
2. The Mandalay Bay had to know what they were doing when they decided to erect the nation's largest advertisement in the form of Dwayne Wade's portrait on the side of their hotel. If you were wondering where your girl was staying, there's an 80% chance it would be in the hotel with D. Wade's face plastered on the side. Mmmm Mmmm Mmmm.
3. Gambling is only fun for people who have virtually unlimited funds. Like if someone could take $2,500 out of your checking account without you noticing, at least until you balance your checkbook, then losing $100 on a hand of blackjack is probably pretty funny to you. For everybody else, the fun is a mystery to me.
4. Southwest Airlines is the official airline of Black America. A show of hands of everyone who felt like (or knows someone who felt like) they rode to Vegas on Soul Plane... Yeah, me too. And leaving Vegas??? Wow. Which brings me to my Theory of Lines:
When faced with an impossibly long line, like the one for Southwest Airlines that extended outside Macarran Airport and like 3 blocks down the street, you have a few options. You can
A) Turn around and not do whatever you were trying to do (i.e. fly home).
B) Find an alternative to that line (i.e. buy a ticket on another airline).
C) Get in line and hope you don't miss your flight.
or D) Find a gap in the line (i.e. someone who's not paying attention) and casually make your way into it.
I'm partial to Option D. And for those of you (like myself) who feel just a teensy bit guilty for cutting all those people and wanna restore your karma, keep an eye out for people walking up to the line with their jaws on the ground because they can't believe how long it is. Then invite them to get in line ahead of you. They'll be genuinely grateful for your generosity, and you'll feel like you've done a good thing.
So, to recap: 300 (and 1) posts... Urlacher not so big in person... I (heart) D. Wade... Gambling = bad... and when it comes to long lines, get in where you fit in.
Hollers...
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