Well dear friends, We all knew it was gonna happen. The boyz of summer will be keeping their Roses holstered, but will definitely be pulling out their "Guns & Hoses". This is no slow dance, romantic getaway strewn with rose petals. Oh no. This is a 2-night sprint where we will be punching Vegas in the teeth from the get go, leaving a trail of ATM receipts, W-2G's, Buffet scraps, broken-hearted meth-whooores, and other unmentionables for the CSI detectives to try to sort out after our flight out. Thanks to the generosity of the evil MGM empire, a virtually free stay has been arranged with cobbled together flight credits and Darth Murren's Aria mailer. A fearsome foursome of the usual suspects will fly in low around 630pm on Thur 11/14 go all "Seal Team Sex" on the unsuspecting weekend professionals. BBBJ indeed. OK we'll probably just drink and gamble, but its fun to fantisize about how the real ballers enjoy Vegas. Anyway, the group includes BeeeJay, Helieu, Borat, and of course Macker. Maybe a few of Macker's security detail from the province pen high security wing. All the elements are in place. Now we have only to count down the days, make our soon-to-be forgotten preparations and gambling plans, and descend on the mecca for a Cold November Rain of Hookers & Quads!!!!