At 0530 I’ll be boarding my flight at Columbia’s small but efficient Metropolitan Airport.   Over the course of the weekend I expect I’ll see such sights as the Eiffel Tower, the canals of Venice, the Great Pyramid, and the New York skyline.  I’ll be lodging in Tuscany.

That’s right, Sin City.  Where day is night and night is day.  The bright lights, glitz and faux glamor that all come together in that quaint desert village we like to call Las Vegas.

South Carolina recognizes common law marriage.  Immigration and the IRS do not, so I’ll be making everything legal and tidy and hopefully completely to the satisfaction of my dear old Uncle Sam.

I’ll also be participating in the New World Dart Series event, sanctioned by the North American Professional Darts Association.  Hey, if you can’t throw like a pro, you may as well get beat by some.  Or so my thinking goes.  It will be a good experience, especially given my fondness for harsh mistresses.

And that’s about it from here.