I have officially cut my Bullpen in half. That’s a bold move for me, especially considering I had intended to draft some new players.

I think I got excited by the increasing number, and for a minute, sacrificed the quality of the game. This became apparent to me in Vegas this weekend. I realized If I’m going to spend my valuable time with anyone, they should at least be entertaining and worth my time.

This is why half of the pen has been cut, and I am left with only star players.

That’s right, I’m down to three. Three good ones, and I’m already scoping out new talent. I’m already very picky; maybe too picky….no on second thought: I can never be picky enough; therefore I can never be “too picky.”

…But I’m going to be even more discerning in who I spend my time with in any capacity, because I learned this weekend I have way more fun on my own than with people that simply aren’t up to par.

A couple of qualities I realized this weekend that I will expect of guys in the future:

1)      They should love the fact that I’m outrageous. (In all aspects. I’ve tried to not be, and that’s just not even fun. Instead, I’ll find people that love it.)

2)      We need to have enough things in common so that we can find Something to do that is semi-entertaining to both of us.

3)      They should be concerned with me having a good time when I’m with them.

…I’m sure you have already inferred this fact, but yes: “Vegas” has been officially cut.