NeoGAF sucked up most of my afternoon, and since that's when I woke up, that was pretty much the entirety of my day.
I played the first game of the finals as my Shooting Guard. After defeating the Spurs, we were going up against the Heat hot off their sweep of the 76'ers. The social challenge was to keep Wade under 25 points. I accomplished it. It was close for the first three quarters but we pulled away towards the end. My team was killing it. I was one assist away from a triple double.
Then I played my Center in the Rising Stars All-Star game. At first, I was annoyed playing Center since the AI jacks up three pointers all day. What can I do when I'm stuck in the paint and my teammates can't defend the perimeter? Then I figured out that if I sag off my man, the AI always passes it inside and I can swoop in and get the block. I can pretty much dictate the AI's offense by doing this. Even if I don't get the block, I can at least alter the shot. If not, then it's two points instead of three. I'm able to shut down the opposing center 90% of the time.
I'm thinking about hitting up Vegas for Evo in July. I'm using Kayak and Trip Advisor. The biggest lesson learned? Don't trust the price until you're at checkout. That's when they tack on all the BS like resort fees. Twenty dollars for each night? That's forty extra on top of the room. Ridiculous. Prices in July aren't cheap, especially on a weekend.
For the hell of it, I did research and stumbled upon a website that proceeded to blow my mind in the availability of pay-for-sex venues around not just Vegas, but in my area. I guess when you live with your head in the sand, you can't see all the underground stuff that goes on around you. It's purely an academic exercise. It's not like I'm looking into this for future reference or anything like that. Honest!
Worse things have been known to happen under our noses. There's probably some poor girl locked up in some psychopath's basement right now. The thought is mildly discomforting.
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