helloo.
i'd heard from my friends and coworkers how awesome vegas is. i've read all 12 of those sports guy articles about vegas. i accidentally saw part of an episode of that nbc show "las vegas" once. so all of that built up my vision of vegas as this awesome place that my expectations couldn't possibly meet... but it was 10 times better than i thought it would be. today was the most sad i've ever been going back to reality and work.
the best thing about vegas is that you can go off and do anything you want. go play all of the different table games, play poker, go to a club, get lapdances from strippers, make bets and watch games at the sportsbook, walk on the strip and watch the different events, etc. if you're there with a bunch of friends, you can split off and do any of those things, and meet somewhere later. the freedom and choices you have is awesome.
here's a brief recap of the highlights:
- first of all, tried to sleep on the plane, since we didn't have a room the first night. but i was too excited and uncomfortable to sleep, and "the incredibles" was showing, so i watched it (oddly which dudo also saw on the way to his vacation destination).
- arrived in vegas at midnight (met anuj, chras, stork, vic) at our hotel. much gambling and drinking has already been done. since we didn't have a hotel, decided to play 1-3 limit hold'em at the mirage. i ended up playing from 2am till 10am barely moving from the chair. chras played 3 hours even longer. played all that time to cash out +$25 which was felt so unsyateesfying. would rather have lost or won like $100 to feel like i did something. funny thing about this poker game was that it reminded me of the games we used to play back at dave chan's apartment. lots of joking around, people showing other people their cards, lots of chatter about their hands, anuj raising every single hand, people saying "FOR THE GLORRYY!". very laid back. i was intimidated my first time playing at a casino, but playing a small no limit game is a good way to get your cherry popped.
- by 10am the next day, after i was sick of poker, left to make some bets at the sportsbook. funniest part was a wasted anuj waiting in line with me to make bets while on the phone with his friend to make bets. the counter girl goes "sir, no phone calls in line at the sportsbook," and all anuj does is turn around, thinking she doesn't see him anymore. the best part is the girl just decides to ignore him. that anuj is a crafty one.
- was able to check in by the afternoon saturday and tried to get in sleep before the illini. but vegas doesn't let you sleep. seriously, it is impossible to fall asleep in that city. i got 8 hrs sleep total the whole weekend.
- watched illini-nevada, which was an impressive performance. augie is a beast. my favorite play that seems to happen every game now is his monster two-handed-punch-the-air-right after-realeasing-from-the-rim-and-yell dunk. fittingly, they were the only bet i made that won.
- the best time i had gambling was playing no-limit at the bellagio. their poker room is under renovation, so they just had a bunch of tables in a roped off space, but it was still awesome. the tables and chairs are nice. kevin mcallister: "spacious...and luxurious" no-limit is a lot more exciting than limit, since you can possibly lose all your money on each hand. this one young cute blonde 20-something chick in braided pigtails with a huge (chip)stack was really good and a huge bully...and she bullied me out of a pot i thought i was leading in. it made me want to bend her over and bang her right there on the table, splashing all the chips and cards around. that woulda been funny.
- actually, the gambling highlight of the weekend was anuj, chras, stork, vic and me putting 10 bucks each in and each picking something in a 5-way parlay, which had to get adjusted to 4, but improbable events occured and we hit it and made like $600 total.
- went to cheetah's, which was a strip club. the stripper i had was good. the most underrated play a stripper can do to convince you during the "cuddling" phase to get a lap dance is the light dick-tap. she was crawling all over me pretending to try and find her shorts and did this a couple times. drove me nuts.
anyways, these were just a few highlights, and i'm leaving out a lot, but i have to sleep. but the moral is: go illini.
laters.
posted by mcpheeny 10:49 PM