Peakah's Provocations...

Somehow I suckered one of the higher-ups of the corporation I now work for to give me 7 tickets to the Arena Bowl tomorrow afternoon here in Las Vegas at the Thomas and Mack Center.

So if you happen to be one of the 25 people who tune into the Arena Bowl and see a dork wearing an authentic Buffalo Bills Jersey with my favorite Player's #12 on it (although my last name is embroydered on the back) surrounded by a sexy blonde and 5 lil crazy Peak clones bouncing around eating me out of house and home, you'll have spent time you'll never get back again...

Nontheless it'll be fun time spent with the kiddies and my lovely wife.

No, I don't understand the arena rules. I have no idea who's even playing...

I'm going to go there, scream my beehind off, and eat nasty arena food... perhaps I'll even make completely ignorant bets with coworkers that'll surely cement my place in the "What the Hell was I Thinking" Hall of Fame...

S'ok tho, the kids are going to marvel at noise and action.

Hey, it could be worse, we could be at the World Cup where we would be guaranteed a good stampedeing of puking hooligans mowing us over...