It means, with all the changes going down in my life at present, primarily a shift to becoming a primary caregiver for my children since cancer has once again taken up its place as the 1000 pound gorilla sitting in the corner of my humble salon, that I can tune in to the kickoff via the eurotrash gambling site always resisting the urge to actually answer the "new message" from a buxom scantily clad russian woman at a reasonably acceptable time of 10:30 PM. Whoa! and...aieeeeeeeeeeeee! Go Bucks!