Monday, March 31, 2008

Back From the Wild West

So I'm back and need a vacation from my vacation. Hopping out to Vegas for four days, returning late last night (including that dreadful time change stuff) and then starting fresh at 7am this morning is NOT the ideal way to assimilate myself back into regular society. Still, it was fun, hung out with old friends and was up a couple hundred dollars until I stayed a wee bit too long at the roulette table Saturday night. Oh well, as The dude says... "sometimes you eat the bar and sometimes the bar eats you".



Above- picture looking out over the strip.



My one celebrity encounter, and I'd already met him (and run away from him as a kid.. which is a story for another time). Pete Rose signing autographs in Caeser's Palace.

If I would've been smarter, I would've carried my work Treo with me more often since sending pictures is much easier than on my crappy personal AT&T phone, which holds the really great shots such as two nights at Hofbrauhaus Bavarian Restaurant, the BEST time I've ever had in Vegas over 3 trips now. Tons of German sausage, ham, authentic German beer drinking games, music, and the most important... microbrewed beer served in LITER glasses. Yes, liter. Needless to say, 2 of these bad boys had me flying. And a later story will certainly have to be told about me befriending the head musician in the band and drunkedly staggering out with him as he sings authentic German songs, making my entire party in the waiting cab say "what the hell?" Good times. Good times.

6 comments:

Chris Allen Gaubatz said...

Lucky bastard! Glad to hear you had fun, brotha! Hopefully we can get out to Vegas and have as much fun as we all did in Lake Charles. dude here.

Joseph B. said...

Man, it was awesome. None of the dealers were as friendly as the ones in Lake Charles, of course, but still had a great time. It was only my second time to play roulette, and I have to admit, it's my new favorite game. I eventually lost a couple hundred, but played for well over 2 hours. I kinda felt like James Bond...

Chris Allen Gaubatz said...

There are three things you have to do if you go to Vegas: Play at least one blackjack hand at $100 (use one black chip, never four greens), and of course, double-down on 11. Put at least $100 on hard-eight, although, $3000 is much cooler. And be "that guy" that walks up to the roulette table and be the only one to bet on 0 or 00, and hit it. If you don't hit it, you look like an ass, if you do, you're still an ass, but an ass with more money.
dude here.

Joseph B. said...

You're right about the double zero bet. I don't think that hit one time while I was playing. My shit luck was that black hit, no exaggeration, 14 out of 16 times at one point... and what does 'ol Joe do? Plays the odds- "it's gonna hit red next.. the odds say so!" Then, black again. I had the best luck on playing odd or even and the third grids of the table.

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