I’m pro-excess, especially in the arena of vice. I think you should, at least occasionally, eat too much, smoke too much, drink too much, cheat, carouse, fuck, gamble, sleep, travel, spend, and overexert too much. Which is why I’m in Las Vegas this week, having done my first half-marathon (speaking of excess) here on Sunday night. I love Las Vegas. I love everything about it. I’ve probably been here fifteen times in the last ten years. I revel in the mayhem and bask in the excesses.