Sunday, November 2, 2008

I just realized I lost something in Vegas... My ass

Well sitting in the terminal sorry for the lack of updates but I am trying to reflect on where it all went wrong. I'm trying to figure out where my p.o.t. trail took a Chicago Cub-like meltdown.

And then.I realized something... I just made Vegas my bitch.

The title is a joke, in fact the day after Halloween I ended up winning 160 dollars.

You see there comes a point in the trip where it can be chalked up as a sweet victory or an epic failure... You can't just do "average" in Vegas.

My sweet victory point came at the poker table.

After losing 40 pot on the Texas vs. Texas Tech game I figured I could turn to a game I have walked away up in nearly everytime I play live - poker.

I was dealt pocket queens and sitting at a relaxing 1-5 spread table.. It really was a lot of fun.

Anyway I raise and get four callers... Alright.

Flop comes QQ9. I flopped quads.

I ended up winning a good sized pot and also won a high hand bonus.. It was hit earlier in the day so it was just an extra 60 dollars. That's when I realized this I was going to be just fine.

I played one blackjack hand and five spins of roulette and won 35 more dollars.

Not to mention throughout the 3 hour poker session I had about 10 beers (for 10 dollars). Not a bad night.

Overall its hard to try and figure out how to be poor but still have fun in the biggest money toilet in the world. I guess just take a certain amount out with you each night. That helps you keep your limit and it makes you smarter with your money.

Who knew I could be smart with money.

Anyway I know everyone is itching to know what the money count is so brb.




467 dollars. In all I technically spent 73 dollars. I love this city.

However, I'm coming home with something I didn't arrive with and I'm not sure how I feel about it...

No its not that, don't be disgusting.

Its leftover spaghetti from the first night here. I hope it hasn't turned...

And that's all folks now if you'll excuse me I hear the Wheel of Fortune slot calling my name.

Its only right to end this trip the way it began - only this time if I lose the 20 dollars ill walk away knowing exactly where my ass is.

THAT'S VEGAS BABY