Gentlemen...Start Your Engines...

As you have probably guessed, the deadline for me to cancel my hotel in Rome has passed and all systems are GO.

So by this time tomorrow, I'll be on a train heading for the Eternal City. Call it Rome, Part II, a continuation of last weekend. Only this time, I'm going to do it right and I've got Monday off so I even have an extra day to do it. The wife and kid come home on Tuesday, so this is officially my last hurrah. I've gotta do it right because when the wife gets home and sees the house and all her dead plants, I will probably not live to see another weekend. This will probably be my last one on Earth.

I'm bringing better shoes and plan on not walking around so much. This will be my 6th or 7th trip to Rome (I've lost count), so I'm beyond the need to have to rush around and see EVERYTHING by now. I have roughly 3 days, so I can just take my time and relax. There are still a few pubs that need to be thoroughly explored.

That being said, it is going to be so on. I'm gonna grab Rome by the throat and say "I'm Rick James Bitch!". Last weekend I came home limping. After this weekend, I may come home on a stretcher...