Trip-a-holic

I'm back from Vegas. This had me thinking... I have traveled for a vacation the last 4 months! If you count my last business trip, I've travled the last 5 months.

Vegas was nice. Saw some shows, won some money. Someone lost some of my money, but I came out ahead overall. There were kids EVERYwhere. That's what I get for travelling on spring break. My throat is scratchy though. Which leads me to the following proprosal: A SMOKE FREE CASINO. All it takes is one, and when they start getting an increase in business, the others will quickly follow. There's too much money to be made in Vegas for any of the casinos to even consider allowing another venue to take its patrons.

I spent my time at the blakjack tables. I need to work on my addition skills. Eight of Hearts, 5 of clubs... "Hit Me!" Eight of Spades... I'm over here counting on my fingers... and the dealer has already moved on the the next gambler. I collect my winnigs and try to count faster the next hand.

It's a shame they let the lady who's drunk as hell continue to play. I can't really blame the casino, but her friends (family) let her continue to play and drink beers. I missed it, but I heard she hit on 18. Busted, of course. Dealer tried to warn her. Her gambling buddy's just giggling.

Worked out in the gym using nothing but dumbells. Had me thinking about purchasing a pair of adjustable dumbelss from Bowflex. I hear it's pretty effective.

Speaking of fitness... I found a site that gives me a more accurate body mass index / body fat % measurement using caliper measurements from three sites! This excites me. I will now create a new excel spreadsheet charting my progress. Rainmayun's suggestion that I measure your volume via water displacement in your tub (or hot tub), then using your weight go look up on a chart to compare to known densities for adipose and non-adipose tissue to calculate your bodyfat % is great, but I still think the level of my hydration will alter the results.

Near Death Experience

An idiot changed lanes almost hitting me, forcing me into oncoming traffic. Fortunately, there was no traffic coming the other way due to a red light. Very scary... since this is a stretch of road where traffic normally travels 55-60 mph with only 12 inches separating you from the oncoming lane. Dude looked like a high school latino. I wanted to turn him into a fajita.