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I’ve been on 13 return flights home from Vegas in my life, both after winning enough money to pay for my trip and losing enough money to force me to live like a poor for a few months, and each and every one of them was a sad, dark, morally hungover journey back to reality. There’s no such thing as a good flight home from Las Vegas — only different degrees of shitty. Three and a half hours of regret and wondering how you’ll put the pieces of your life back together when you land. It’s simply depressing.
Now, let’s talk about Dan.
Dan was laid off last Monday. In the wake of his introduction to unemployment, he decided to drive to Vegas with fellow newly laid off Rachel Page for the weekend to gamble the entirety of his severance pay on college football in order to “double it up.”
It didn’t go well for our boy.
Dan’s alma mater lost. Dan’s NFL team lost. Dan lost two grand. Dan lost his job and has no income.
Dan wasn’t afforded the luxury of catching a flight back home from Vegas after the worst week of his life. Instead, Dan had a 20-hour roadie ahead of him to collect his thoughts, assess the reality facing him at the end of the drive, and continually convincing himself not to jerk the wheel and send him and Rachel into oncoming traffic.
I’m happy to report that Dan and Rachel survived the drive, and Dan was even gracious enough to join us for another electric episode of Back Door Cover on the same day he got back to Austin. The entire episode can be heard below.
We love you, Danny..