Yep, Vegas. No veiled message or analogy here. I’m going to Vegas for a friend’s bachelor party. If nothing else, I plan to get into a long, semi-heated argument with the Roulette dealer over what I consider to be an odd number.
If anybody knows how to gamble, please come down to Rhino tonight and teach me how. I’m not what you’d call “good” at it. Once somebody thought I was counting cards, but I explained I was just adding up my hand.
Everybody have a sweet-ass weekend, and I’ll see you all next week!
Pees,
Finn!
P.S. Fuck earthquakes.
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