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Put it all on red. My gambling motto. The same motto that saw me soar back from nearly broke, to even, to completely broke last year in Las Vegas. The truth is I have never won on the roulette wheel. Never. I don't even think on a hand-held video game. My new motto - put MORE on red! It's gotta hit soon...

KnoxVegas? I'm looking to go back to Las Vegas! Confidently I have spotted myself $500 to book airlines and hotels for 5 nights of an up all night, is that a girl or guy?, tip anyone who smiles at you, kind of experience. Now I have two options to scrape up that money to gamble, either continue donating plasma twice a week (which is a pretty good gig right now!), or let you enjoy my KnoxVegas adventures. Either way, I'm putting it all on red.

You see, I'm not a Knoxville bar groupie. I don't have my own "Cheers." At one point I did-- every Tuesday I went to a particular drinking spot for free pool and $2 New Knox drafts. Apparently I am a leader, an innovator, because after two months the word got out of where I was located. And one Tuesday night I saw more pastels than a pack of Smoothie Mix Skittles (which if you have ever tried, you
will find there are is no flavor diversity, plenty of colors, 1 flavor). Regardless, I'm not sure if it was the first popped collar or the second, but my $2 New Knox drafts were replaced by "regular price" and I was replaced by "regular college students."

I'm not a band groupie, I don't jump up and down and scream (a la Little Miss Sunshine) when a particular band comes in town, although some of my friends religiously follow
Breakfast Club (come on who doesn't?) There is one particular band that plays on Preservation Pub on most Tuesdays that I will follow. At one point they had a record 21 opening acts, a feat that is unheard of outside of Woodstock,
Bonnaroo, (name your favorite large tour). What is their name? It doesn't matter who... we just say "Last Act at Open Mic Night."

So what the hell is it I do? In the words of Cal Naughton Jr., "I like to party." I enjoy enlightening people, which is what I plan to do. Jim Beam normally results in a good night (which on my 21st birthday led to me waking up in the back of a car with a cop asking "who stole the bottle of Jager" and me getting pissed at all my friends out for not admitting to it. Little did I know that I had gone to the upstairs bar, grabbed a bottle of Jager, and drank 1/4th of it before escaping the bar, scot-free, until I ran into a VW, which reminded my body I had a touch too much alcohol, and while I attempted to get
rid of any alcohol from my stomach, I was caught - not a good night). I don't dance very well, but Mr. Beam and I do tango.

I just made my first KnoxVegas survivor decision. If I win, I am placing all
the prize money on red, the second my plane lands in Las Vegas on March 9th (9:05am). That's part of what I'm surviving for, the other is to hopefully give you a laugh, and an inside look to what is sure to be a very interesting few weeks. I'll enjoy reading
everyone else's posts as well. Stayed tuned Knoxville, we're in for a classy ride.