I finally introduced myself to Skip n Fish after table changing to BMF's table, but then he table changed to BigSkip's table. Must have been around 9pm? I didn't want to hit n run after the hi-hand and the KK>AA beatdown, so I stayed at my original table longer than I intended. We talked about grabbing a bite to eat, but I soon hit a wall, and left them at MGM about 10pm. Hoping to meetup again this week for more better shenanigans. Sorry I missed you, what's your plans for this week?
Welp, that was…fun. In for 700, out for 304. First table I kept catching second best hands, every draw I held missed, and every draw I folded came through. Then I changed to sit with Skip, lost basically the minimum when I got set over set and the original raiser had an over pair and FD, who hit a fourth S ott.
Got a nice double up to be, well, less down, when my BB Q6ss flopped TP/FD and I check shoved over the bettor who was sunrunning and had won the above hand. He called, I missed the flush but my Q was good. Treaded water after that for a couple hours but was hungry and tired.
Big thanks to AZ and golddog for coming out, you’re solid dudes and I wish you all the luck at the tables.
Ok, after I left AzOther at Park MGM, I started walking back to PHo and somehow convinced myself I wanted a little something sweet. Remember Iíd just filled up on sushi a little past what was comfortable. But here we are, finding our hero making bad decisions:
You know, I read the description and somehow didnít comprehend that the ice cream sandwich was a separate part of the dessert. I thought it was just, you know, mixed in with the vodka and ice cream and the other cookies. I feel better about the fact I didnít finish it, but still. Completely unnecessary excess in the desert.
After, um, frozen diabetes, I head back to my room and plan on crashing. Then Skip text me that he’s meeting golddog for drinks around 1130, so I decide to rally. Get to the casino floor a little early, so I decide to throw 100 in a machine because I hate money.
Ten pulls in and I hit a bonus that allows me to sit and watch, arms folded, for maybe five minutes while it does its thing. I immediately cash out and find Skip. He’s disgusted, as he should be. We meet up with golddog and grab a seat at the lobby bar in Bally’s, have a few while we hear about how much Skip enjoys his newly purchased indica gummies, and call it a night.
Ok, let’s do some accounting. I met up with some coworkers on Tuesday and yesterday and dumped a bunch in -ev **** while with them, so rest assured I don’t run nearly as pure at slots as it looks so far.
+1364 total, so even after everything I’ve spent in food, drinks, weed, etc. I’m still doing