As has been reported by others, I was in Vegas not too long ago (and I will be back next month).
It was a great vacation and I had the pleasure of finally meeting Paige and Vegasgustan.
Paige and her husband met me for a drink in the MGM before I had (yes, HAD) to play in a poker tourney. It was a grand visit.
They are one of those rare couples you meet that really fit so well together. I was very taken by Paige's husband. Not only is he intelligent and friendly, he has a warm demeanor that makes you immediately comfortable from "go". He indulged my outsider questions about the show he works in. He was even kind enough to get us "on the list" for the show. I wish my fellow vacationer had been up to going to the show. I may have to weasel a second invite for next month. I really wanted to take advantage of such a kind and rare opportunity.
I judge other dudes on is a simple litmus test: Would I want them on my side in the war? Mr. Paige is a mountain of a man. Tall, brainy and brawny so when the line is drawn I want him standing behind me and on my side... not facing me on the other side of the line. He is to be on my side in the war.
I've been reading Paige's blog for almost a year now. I had a very high image her as reflected by her posts - she did not dissapoint. She is both witty and sharp (and quite brainy as her compliments for this blog revealed). I look forward to catching up with both of them upon my heralded return to the city of sin.
The very next day I broke bread and chilled with VG. He is a dude's dude and easy to befriend. He is shockingly funnier than his blog reveals. We had a great chat and solved 89 of the top 100 problems in the world.
I got to see pictures of his wife (get yer mind out of the gutter, they were wedding pics)... let me report that he married up. As a fellow minor-league gent who landed a major-league woman, we instantly proceeded to pat each other on the back. A* and Mrs. VG need their eyes checked and heads examined and VG and I are not pushing for this to happen any time soon.
I fully expect "very bad things" to happen next month as I ring him into a night out with my peeps. Like Paige's husband, VG is someone I want on my side in the war. He's got the bruiser look so I avoided any unexpected fast motions and kept my voice in a comforting and soothing tone. He just looks like an ass-kicker.