Looks as though the family and I will be making our semi-annual trek to visit my parents down in Florida on Friday. I've told the Mrs. that we can go out one night to the dog track / poker room where she can "practice" for her upcoming trip to Vegas. Me? I'd like to avoid getting crushed again at the 1/2 $100max tables. That would be my version of practicing avoidance. Cue the poker rap.
We're also prepping our vehicle. You know, the tricked out Honda Odyssey minivan with the extra compartment to hold your manhood. Oil change, brake job, new tires and alignment all figure to put us $800 in the hole before we even leave G-Vegas.
As I wrote to Otis earlier today, that is un-joy.
Very far from joy.
But then again, money spent now is money saved later, especially if we avoid a tire blow out that causes us to roll over on Route 75. I suppose I'd rather avoid that then getting sucked out on.
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