This weekend marks the third WPBT Winter Classic in Vegas. Up until this event I had seen every Winter and Summer classic since inception (and even won one). And dammit if I’m not pissed that I couldn’t make it this year. I wanted to but I had just put way too may hours in an airplane seat the last couple of months to want to jump on yet another 11 hour flight. That and asking for more time off at a job you’ve just started after flying back to LA for an extended weekend for a funeral would have been pushing it a little too far.
I received a dial-a-shot call from Iggy and Amy but at 7am local time I guess I completely tuned out the ringing of the phone. I hadn’t thought about the WPBT event much as it was always a 1-outer for me to be able to go this year. Now I have to say that I hate all of you people for having fun. Damn you.
I will be back though. The next Summer Classic awaits.