Certain things should have age limits In the fourth decade of life, one may decide that pulling all nighters that consist of alcohol and more alcohol could be detrimental to many things - including brain cells and sanity. I've decided this is applicable to me. If you take a look at this schedule you will see the lack of sanity in it's composition:

Friday: Work until 6:30. Fly out at 9. Arrive in Vegas at 10:30 (flight delay). Miss first round game due to flight delay. Check in to hotel. Arrive at tourney central at the Cali. Drink. Chat. Drink more. Eat Oxtail soup at Mainstreet Station Cafe. Drink again. Chat boistrously. Drink even more.

SaturdaySleep at 5 a.m. Play Game 2 at 11 AM. Eat lunch at Aloha Specialties (local plate). Lose Championship Game. Watch friend's game. Nap. Eat dinner. Socialize and drink more until 5 a.m. again.

Sunday Pass out at 5 a.m. Dash for airport at 11 a.m.

I don't recommend it. I'm ready to die today. You can find me six feet under.