Until now we have discussed how life propagates and how life eventually ends; but I guess what most of us are preoccupied with is ‘what we do in between.’ In this chapter, I would like to stay in-between these two extremes and enjoy the moment. What more could we ask for? Excitement is what I, for one, would like to have. Whilst the concept of excitement may be subjective, most would agree that some modicum of risk comes as a given. It is much harder to get excited by certainty (let’s face it, we all find certainty boring). Let us instead choose life and discuss the various ways to make it more exciting. It’s 1962 Las Vegas, the city of dreams. Millions are made and lost every minute of every day. The city is littered with dreams of rookies making their way across the Nevada desert with borrowed money to chance their arm. Perhaps he will come back a millionaire or perhaps he will come back with his tail between his legs. But this day is different. Today a new cowboy is in town. He enters one of the casinos, the music is going, the cameras are on him, and the wine and the girls are on tap. He looks around, spots the blackjack table and makes a beeline straight for it. When the sexiest game in town is poker – why is this guy spending all his time on the blackjack table? He has a strategy, he thinks, that will beat the dealer. In his pocket, he has $10,000 to play with (in 1962 not an insignificant amount – worth around a cool quarter of a million dollars today), so this guy clearly means business. He starts to play the game like any rookie, placing small bets, quite innocuous, but as the game wears on, whilst others were leaving the table, this guy is still going. Slowly but surely his strategy seemed to be working. Of course, no casino likes winners, and is particularly wary of those that go about their business with such ruthless efficiency in such a cool and methodical manner.