Well not really…but I was in a room with a bunch of NFL players that have contracts worth over $100 million combined.  I didn’t think about it until afterwards, but I’ve come to two conclusions - athletes are overpaid, and I wouldn’t mind having that problem.

The scene is in Raleigh, NC, the party was the 30th birthday party for the wife of a certain NFL player (those who know me know who I’m talking about).  It was an 80’s themed, invitation only event (I went as B.A. Baraccus - for the younger readers, that is the character Mr. T. played on the A-Team)

Now this wasn’t just a private section of a public club….the ENTIRE facility was rented for a Saturday night — including open bar all night, plus food, etc.  I’m scared to even imagine the cost of this shin-dig.

So we’re enjoying ourselves -  there are a ton of fat gold chains, adidas and Kangols dancing and having a fun - then, out comes Anthony Hamilton to sing for the birthday girl (come to find out they’re good friends).  He did a nice 4 song set - and hung out for the rest of the night - really cool guy, he was going around talking to everybody.  Then a certain Pro Bowl WR does a pretty hot beat box (while his wife raps) and they introduce the DJ for the evening - none other than D-Nice “The call me D-Nice”…he had the party rocking for the rest of the night…

So this is how the other half lives….I’m not mad — just waiting for my invitation to the next one!