This haha

My buddy who is wealthy but genius like frugal, who pretty much knows everything about my finances and gambling says this often. He constantly tries to talk sense into me but I don't listen. (however... glad I didn't listen when he told me not to put so much in crypto
You are all right. However there is no logic to me whatsoever when I'm drinking. The 27k loss happened when I had it all available with a signature at the table. Usually I have to get it wired. I never play on credit, the front money takes time to get there and that can prevent collapses like this but I had the big win earlier, left it with them. Shoulda put cash in their safe or something.
My buddy called it out last trip. A couple years ago, any 10k win or loss woulda been monumental but when I see my net worth going up and down so much daily with crypto, this crap happens all too often. Gotta calm it down for sure.
Caffeine tomorrow, gonna finish this

This

Head up Slim. I love the drive man. Downshift when you’re dead[/QUOTE]

Haha thanks. I only go hard out there. At home I rarely drink, vitamin whore with a semi Tom Brady diet. Not a Brady fan but his diet and ethic is on point

Even though it was a losing trip; it is nice of you to share the TR with all of us. Better luck next time!

I've procrastinated this for a while, but I took an addy today, will probably overwrite this.

I remember a long time ago I was on a one week cruise. We had met this cool fella who hung with us a lot. I asked him why don't you gamble? He said I love it but I don't want it to effect my trip so I never do it on these cruises. I didn't listen, but I have always tried to not let losses affect my attitude on the trip. Between the previous few months of crypto crash, the B Jack losses, and coming off the zoloft. I think I had been a little bich this trip. I was still off mentally, hadn't left the building or seen daylight in a while and that's not good for you. All the room charges should be comped with the losses so I ate at G Ramsay steak again, then walked over to Ballys. On the way I stopped by this piano bar where we watched the Broncos win the super bowl.




I stood there a minute, reflected on one of the greatest days of my life






I never finished that old TR but I had been betting on the Broncos winning the S bowl all year, several times a week from 20-1 to 10-1. Broncos were a big underdog and I was mentally prepared to be disappointed. When they won I was ecstatic to say the least. I used to not give too many figures on here but I have said so much now... screw it. If Broncos lose I have nothing in my online accounts and about 18k in Vegas betting slips are expensive toilet paper. Total haul was a little over 105k when they won. Online it took forever to cash out. I had cashed out about 20% of online money in checks. It took a while even with 6 different accounts in friend's names which I had to give them 10% for cashing the check.

Then one day........ In the spirit of Forrest Gump- "Lt. Dan got me invested in some fruit company" (apple computers)

They implemented a new cash out method with this thing called Bitcoin.😊

I caught a lot of flack from friends after finally hitting the lifetime big win, then deciding to leave much of it invested in this volatile cryptocurrency. Not trying to say I was smart enough to see how it would skyrocket, but before you could only cash out a $2,500 check every month or so (which could bounce) with bitcoin, you could get 5k a day. I thought this would eventually be huge for online gambling and other industries. I started researching about it nonstop, every free minute I had and still do pretty much. However I wish I had stopped researching after I had decided to buy Ethereum, which I was lucky enough to pick up when it was in the single digits. Alt trading overall (ripple, NEM, others) has sucked, wish I had kept it in bitcoin, ether.

Didn't mean to derail......addy



I had so much fun after that super bowl. Didn't sleep for about the next 20 hours, had one of the funnest nights of my life. Reminding myself of how lucky I was that day and how it eventually changed my life, I decided to quit being a little bich, change my attitude this trip. If Broncos had lost, there's a decent chance I'm lying face down in a ditch somewhere.

Definitely not trying to brag, because I got lucky, don't really deserve it. I do wanna spread the message to never give up or get too down because you never know what can happen in life. Money can come and go, but you will never get wasted time back.... and I was wasting time this trip being an assholish prick, depressed little shiit.



I think I turned my mood around, hung out at the bar that night, didn't gamble much. I love hanging at that bar, mostly due to PH employees being so cool











The next day I went to an off strip sushi joint that a friend had been talking about for a while. I'm not a huge sushi person but it was phenomenal. All you can eat for around $22









I took a pic of the place because I will be going back and I highly recommend it











When friends at home saw a pic of me at the sushi place they were in awe how sickly I looked. Had a friend die of skin cancer, been on a sunscreen kick for a while and I'm naturally pale anyways. Being so pasty and being down over 10 lbs in a week I looked horrible. Friends joked about how I looked like I could hang glide on a Dorito 😅 I think I needed that all you can eat meal.







My friend's dog. I think I'm gonna get a frenchie before long. That dog is awesome



Didn't get out til late that night, often I don't wake up from a nap, get showered til midnight. Must have been after 5am, I hadn't played craps this whole trip, I guess I raised hell-o over there a time or two because the dealers always call my name. A waitress that's a friend had that section, I needed a drink so I started playing. Must have been drunk cause I eventually went big. I had lost a little, then it got my turn to roll and I never roll, usually pass em. However I saw lucky friend walk by, asked her to stay a minute. I told the table to go big, I never lose when shes around, they said sure, whatever. Rolled 11 for instant win, then 7 for another win. Started jumping up and down cause I had gone big on the come out roll. After that I said, ok one more time (things happen in 3s rule). Got lucky friend to touch hand I had the dice in... rolled snake eyes lol. Jokingly told her to scram. Then lost again, passed the dice. Dude comes out with an 8. I'm drunk, empty my pockets, go all in on the odds for the 8 and went pretty big on the hard 8. I told the guy, give me that walk off home run. 44 like Hank Aaron. Lucky friend walks near, I said look at her when you roll the dice. Very first roll...4-4. The lucky friend winning streak now is one of the most amazing streaks I have ever witnessed. Again, I'm not superstitious, just stitious. I was jumping up and down like Steve Martin in the Jerk when the new phone books arrived, cashed out. Craps can be so much fun, if you didn't have to stand I would do it a lot more.



Emptied pockets when I got to the room later. If that guy doesn't roll an 8, this isn't here







Finally had turned the luck around, I probably should have let that hard 8 count as last hand of the trip but I had one more day and I'm stubborn



A lot of employees like to go to a cool spot in the mall when they get off called Billy Oceans or something. Did this a few times. I was baffled how busy they were during the week, then someone said look at the prices. Nice place, not expensive at all.

Went there with some friends. I take pics all the time when I'm out there if nothing else so I can remember drunken times. I think they were tired of the pic taking, and I believe I was making fun of her to go cup of Crown. To go cup of liquor... gotta love Vegas, could never happen where I live.









Jeremy Sisto is an actor I met my first trip. I saw him on a tv in the casino this trip and it reminded me that because of him, I drink G Goose and club soda. I drank Crown and Coke back then and he gave me hell-o about how bad the dark liquor is for you, especially when you guzzle it like I do. Been drinking premium vodka (less additives) since. "You either pay for it at the counter or you pay for it the next day"

Other than first day, not anything close to a hangover this trip by taking milk thistle, electrolytes, premium vodka with club soda (nothing sweet) When I came home, I went to a concert, drank beer and fireball... uggggh. Took a ton of milk thistle but still had an awful hangover





Went to the pool to see a bartender I know, ordered most aggravating drink I could think of, still very drunk.







Went and got pool employees Eggslut (Cosmopolitan). That place is the bomb. Line is usually very bad but sometimes you get lucky







Slept for just a bit. I noticed I was about halfway to 7 stars this year. I know its stupid... but any excuse to gamble usually works on me. Played some calm b jack for about 300 a hand trying to pick up some tier points. Ended up doing well, making about 5k. Went to eat at G Ramsay again, running up the room charges with $100 steaks since I am still way way down, should get it all comped. My flight wasn't til 6:30 the next day so I figured I would sleep from about 11pm- 3am, pull an all nighter. When I got up I took a time released addy. I don't take it and drink much but, when I do I can drink enough to kill a medium sized farm animal, still function decently. I think I started off the night bad, lost a lot, then went on a little run when I played 100 a hand











I was about ready to call last hand of the trip so I wanted to find lucky friend to cut the cards one last time. She was nowhere in sight so I left chips on the table, played poker. I guess I was being "stitious" didn't wanna pick chips up til last hand. After a while they put one of those glass things over the chips.









Went over to poker, very drunk and running my mouth like Richard Simmons on meth. Had a good time and some great conversation. Once again I wonder why I play so much b jack when I enjoy this so much. Addy def makes me play better. I was sloppy drunk one second, then coherent when I needed to be. With my southern accent and behavior, its not hard to convince someone I'm stupid (stupid is as stupid does?)so I was getting some loose calls. I think I ran 200 to about 1400











I had asked someone to see if lucky friend could come cut the cards on b jack. When she came to do it, I was getting a massage. Spoiler... ended up being a 5k massage. She got off work after that, later I went back to same table and asked if I could jump in other player's game, asked nicely and made sure they didn't mind ( wished they had) I played one hand for around 1,100 its a double down









Pretty sure I got 19, dealer gets 20. I went all in, 3k next hand. Get dealt an Ace, hoping for the face for the walk off last hand just like last trip, got a 9. Dealer hits for 21. So sick. I was disappointed of course and ordinarily that would have put me in the dirt or on tilt and lose it all. Some friends were waiting on me though, were nice enough to plan on hanging out since it was my last day so I shook it off pretty good, hung out with them. I wasn't exactly fun to be around this trip, flattered by the loyalty. I walk outside and they are taking shots of J Daniels on the sidewalk..around 10am. Once again, only in Vegas, love it.



Being a creature of habit, wanted to end trip with a visit to cafe Bellagio. As we were crossing the street I remember one of the girls telling a story about some dude she encountered earlier that was a real jerk. I recited an old quote "be nice to mean people, they need it the most"...I was about to encounter someone who really needed it and I had to eat those words. Friends didn't know it but I had loaded up for one last B Jack run. I was looking for a dealer I've known forever, named Sam. He always has the handicapped table closest to the entrance. Sam is older, has seen it all. One of the wisest, wittiest people I have ever met, love picking his brain, getting laughs. He wasn't there so didn't play. Went to the bar and I was reminded why I love PH so much. The 4 of us threw plenty of money in poker machines by the bar, at least 200 between us. The bartender seemed to wanna give us shiit like we're scheming on drinks or something even as we ordered our first. I showed him my platinum card and he didn't care. I was about to let him have it til one of the girls calmed me down. The quote I mentioned earlier was reminded to me. Well Ned Flanders on ecstasy would have a hard time being nice to this guy. Left, stopped to play a Deal or no Deal slot because my friend's pic was on it.







I don't bother blurring her pics cause she has read these, didn't care when I asked about posting the ones with Mayweather and all. (others probably don't either I but didn't ask) I had met her a couple of trips ago and we still talk often about crypto. Her and her friend know Mayweather well, thats when we all hung out with him last year that I wrote about in my Halloween TR. I thought it was cool seeing her on the slot, thinking I was destined to win on it. Wasn't so cool after I donated to that sucker game.


Went to that the bathroom, they asked me to hold their bag. I wasn't snooping (they may read this) but I saw the contents after I laid it down and got a chuckle. I love them






Made our way to the Cafe. Walking thru the conservatory smells wonderful and is always fun. Going thru phone pics I am reminded that I ordered but never received this cucumber martini. I would love to have one right now, next time.









Maybe waitress saw this, purposely didn't bring me the martini








I was a drunken mess in there, acting a fool. Friend that was sitting beside me calmed be down a bit. She is always good at saying not too little and not too much to keep me in line. My father was an absolute jerk with his manners, never tipped people worth a crap even after running a server to death. I was embarrassed to be with him at restaurants. I have always aspired not to be like him, so I guess that's why I usually tip good when I'm drinking, try to have good manners when I'm sober. (manners tend to suffer when drinking) Watching my friend's manners and elegance in there, the way she treats people (even after drinking a few) was like watching Bob Ross paint trees. If basketball has it's Michael Jordan, baseball has it's Babe Ruth..... Good manners, genuine charm has her.

Yeah, she could read this... not trying to flatter... addy, caffeine = detailed truth bombs



Walked back across the street, said goodbyes. I really hated to see them leave. If they hadn't have hung out with me that last morning, no doubt I would have chased all the losses from the past week, ended up going down like the Titanic. Instead I had a really great time to end the trip, enlightened with some great conversation. When I used to think of Vegas I looked forward to gambling, partying, sin. After I made a few friends my first trip (one in particular at The Bellagio...wink wink old friend) I kept coming back partly for the people. Now its mostly, if not all for the people. I really do get homesick for the good folks out there.

I remember one of em said don't do anything stupid as she left, I thought that's like telling a dog not to eat bacon. I was very drunk and still wired from addy. I headed up to the room before I planned to make my last stand at B Jack. When I got in the elevator I felt a stare from this very pretty, sweet looking girl. She was about to cry. I said everything ok ? She nodded her head no. I said gambling ? She nodded yes. Part of me thought this could be a con or something, but if she was acting she deserved an oscar. I stopped on her floor. It really didn't matter to me if she was pretty ( I don't think) but I gave her the best pep talk I could give. I'm guessing she had just turned 21 and it was her first time gambling/losing. I talked to her a while about how gambling can be an awful thing, ruin your trip etc, don't let. When I left her I shook my head about how I'm about to not follow my own advice. The 2 game parlay of that and the other girl saying don't do anything stupid made me decide to say uncle, not play anymore.

Earlier that night a pit boss that is one of my best friends out there and knew how much I was down, gave me a rubber band, put it around my wrist and said whenever you get the urge to gamble, snap the shiit out of this. I thought that was really thoughtful and I used it, a lot.









Being as drunk as I was, having funds to chase losses but deciding to stop...I still don't believe it, not sure it has ever happened before...going out on black jack hand beats like that. I guess this trip changed me.

I packed up, found 5 loose 1 dollar chips. I thought I was being funny to myself in trying to gain appreciation for a dollar by going and cashing 5 ones out.





The line was long, I went to the diamond line with those singles. Lady looked up at me puzzled, asked for my diamond card lol

Wasn't long ago I was at this same spot, cashed a bunch of 5k chips out and here I am with this 5 bucks. Degen life


I wanted to do like most other trips, put some money on the Falcons super bowl on the way out. Grabbed a drink at the bar first, ran into the waitress that helped us at the pool earlier that week and her friend. Started slamming the goose.









They and the bartender were so nice, I didn't wanna leave, wanted to keep drinking. They told me I was gonna miss my flight. I said well, I just quit gambling monetarily I'll get my fix by gambling on catching that bird, kept drinking. They insisted on taking me to the airport so I got them and the bartender Falcons bets. S Bowl will be in Atlanta, at 25-1 I'm going with it







I had talked to the host on my way out, he took care of all the room charges but said tips weren't included. The girl that wasn't our waitress at the pool that day took me to the airport. We had tipped our waitress some that day, but it clicked to me in the car she probably didn't get the auto gratuity I thought she did when the host took care of the charges. I also didn't think about the fact that I smuggled $500 worth of vodka in without looking out for her. I gave some money to her friend to give to her. She was really nice, gotten my number from another employee and texted thanks the next day










That gave me a good laugh after I got home.



I kept drinking at the airport in denial of reality. I was still wired, knew I wasn't going to be able to sleep on the plane. I watched a movie that was funny and also a great movie, Seeking A Friend For the End of the World. Between the comedy and the good life story, I think its my favorite Steve Carell movie and it may have missed a lot of people. Also watched Three Billboards Outside Ebbing Missouri. Wasn't funny, but a great movie with some of the best acting I've seen in a while. Highly recommend both, haven't recommended any for a while.



I tried smoking dope again when I got home. I smoked with a bowl, felt nothing. Tried with one of those pen devices also. I smoked so much my lungs were hurting bad from coughing. Dope smoking enthusiasts that were present had different theories why I didn't feel "high" maybe I didn't inhale right, idk. I tried to ride around after smoking, listening to "dope smoking music"









Even the "Wu Tang Clan" didn't help. I told a friend thats going to Vegas next time, excited about going to one of those dispensaries that I was gonna try it again out there. I never thought I would write crap like this for others to see. I guess between the addy, getting old, not giving a crap anymore, and wanting to look back on these trips....here I am. This was probably the most subpar one I've written, hadn't had a good celeb run in for a while. I'm gonna try and make up for this sometimes depressing TR, write about my first celebrity run in, with the world's most famous celebrity. I also had a crazy, completely unexpected run of luck gambling today (induced by lucky friend even across the country) that helped recover a lot of the losses from this trip that can act as a great ending.

Gonna update in the next day or two and finish this, it's almost time for the next trip

^^ not sure, but maybe you shouldn't display the full ticket and account numbers?!?


Always enjoy your TR's, so thx...

Quite the back story. Looking forward to the next installment. No lecturing from the audience!

Great finish to the TR; your stories are always fun to read. Glad you enjoyed the last couple days of the trip and got out of that mental funk.

Nice man. I hope I run into you in Vegas one of these days and we can empty the dealer's whole rack of chips at blackjack!

Good job Slim, as always.

You frequently checking your moral compass in Vegas is a good thing.
Knowing when to slam the brakes instead of barreling to the dark side is good.

Pretty sure there’s quite a few young bitcoin millionaires who can’t cope.
It's not as easy as some people think.

awesome trip report. Will bet on falcons as well, 2500 are quite good odds. german bookmakers have only +2000!

While I was writing this TR on Monday, more happened that I will consider a great surprise ending to this trip. Gonna get this old story over with first




I found this foul ball the other day hit by Michael Jordan that I caught and I get asked to tell the story with it often around home so I'm gonna write it, direct people here, never have to tell it again. I'm guessing there were around 200 of these at most in existence, gotta be less than 30 still around and appreciated today. If I didn't know as much about Jordan from employees in Vegas it would be my greatest piece of sports memorabilia (he's a dick)











My hometown was like something out of the movies growing up. It had a ton of mischief seeking kids with too much idle time during the summer. We went to see the Carolina Mudcats (minor league) often, got a lot of great autographs from there. Chipper Jones, many others coming up. When "Air Jordan" was playing baseball, came to town, I was on a mission for my autograph collection. When some people on here read about my celebrity run ins in Vegas they assumed I was a stalker or something. Most of the run ins have come from being in high limit rooms, being a drunken extrovert. Well this Jordan story was a straight up stalk that would make any paparazzi jealous.



Jordan came to town and everyone was excited. People can argue Jordan vs Lebron all day but back then there was no doubt he was the most popular person in the world. People were going crazy wanting autographs, never saw him sign one. We were sitting behind home plate, someone had pointed out his wife and other family sitting a few rows in front of us. MJ hits a foul nearby, I caught it, fell down when I did, bloodied up my knee pretty good. His wife saw me catch it, I asked her to autograph it. She told me no. I just looked at her, said for real? I was a relentless little shiit back then, asked why not etc. I was aggravating no doubt, but still she wasn't very nice, never signed it of course. Usually after the game, Jordan rode the team bus, but it was the last game before the all star break. My friend had just turned 16, got a new 5.0 mustang for his birthday and it would fly.



We watched Jordan leave in a Lexus with an Illinois plate saying Baby Air, we followed/stalked. He was driving with 3 older white men for passengers, his wife and others in a Blazer following. He drove from Zebulon NC to Raleigh Durham airport down hwy 64 back when it was a 55 mph zone. He drove over 100 mph most of the way,(who was gonna give him a ticket?) my buddy drove the crap out of that car and kept up. We had another guy with us who kept saying get in front of him, slam on brakes, we'll be rich. Not sure if he was joking or not lol. We got to RDU airport and he pulled up to a VIP entrance or something and the gate was locked. He was talking to the gate speaker from inside his car and they wouldn't open the gate. I had brought a box of wheaties to get signed. I got out of the car, walked up to Jordan with the box and the pen. He just looks at me like I'm stupid when I walk up, waited for me to ask so he could say hell-o no. My buddy that was driving walked up, we stood there while MJ was trying to get let in the gate, we kept saying please. I just couldn't understand why he didn't sign and be done with us but he obviously wouldn't out of principle I guess. Jordan started getting really mad, we had probably been there 5-10 minutes. The other guy with us was kind of the school bully. He was a big dude and it was revealed later that he believed he coulda "whipped Jordan's ass" he walked up, MJ didn't see him and he tapped MJ on the shoulder, said "Jordan, sign this" MJ swatted his hand away, told the dude, "you better get your dam hands off me" No doubt we were aggravating as hell-o but still, we were kids (kinda) It was shocking to see Jordan getting so mad. He kept saying don't make me get out this dam car. He talked to the guy on the speaker about the gate again, got denied while we just stood there. I just kept saying man please sign this. There is not a doubt in my mind at all that if one of us said the right/wrong thing to him he would have slapped the piss out of one of us. Finally he looks down at his floorboard and lost it, screamed....IF YALL DON'T GET THE *** OUT MY WINDOW. Then the big guy said man, you aint nothing but a azzhole, I don't want your dam autograph anyway, *** you. Walked off still talking shiit. I don't think anyone had ever talked to Jordan like that in his world full of yes men. I distinctly remember MJ looking back, staring at him as he walked off. I think he was very close to getting out of the car and whipping the crap out of him. At that point I said man, screw it, I'm sorry. I know we have worried the crap out of you, we just don't have much happen in this one horse town. (he's from the area lol) I asked can I shake your hand (I was a shameless kid) he said yeah, shook my hand, shook the other guy's hand. May lightning strike this laptop if he didn't say these exact words after we shook hands "Look, I'm cool with yall, but you tell your boy back there if he wants a piece of me I'll bust his G-- Dam azz" we started laughing, Jordan couldn't help but smirk himself. As I walked back to our car I see Jordan's wife in the blazer, she's shaking her head at me. I smiled real big, shrugged my shoulders and blew her a kiss. Now that I'm older I'm ashamed of doing all that but I still can't believe Jordan was so close to kicking the crap out of us teenagers, sounds far fetched but he was already mad after sucking at baseball. I know we didn't help haha



I have seen Jordan in Vegas many times since. I have had only one waitress tell me he tipped her anything (I think he may have had relations with her)

It was several years ago, I was at the Aria bar in high limit. Jordan walks up, lays 3k on number 23 roulette. Of course it hits for 105k like that guy needed a break. He sat after that, went 23 again, landed on the number next to it







I knew the guy to his right well. He was a gazillionaire from Chicago and a nut. Had a 21 year old girlfriend that was cool, hung out with us a lot the previous year. He knew Jordan well, he had several pics with him and Obama, Oprah Winfrey. When Jordan got up from the roulette wheel, guy I knew was walking next to him. As he walks by me I loudly say "whats up mutha fuka" he stopped talked a minute. I think Jordan thought I was talking to him. He looked at me, did a long double take. I doubt he remembered me but I always wonder haha





This next part I will consider a great ending to this TR since the trip set up a chain of events leading to it. Mondays I pretty much have nothing to do, waste the day away. Once in a blue moon I'll try to be productive, pop an addy.

While I was writing this TR (I'll write some, do other things, get back to it) Bovada the online sportsbook messaged me with a nice bonus. I hadn't gambled online in forever but the addy had me wanting to be productive, thought I would whore the bonus, not get carried away. I deposited 1k, put it all on GS Warriors, then played black jack with the casino bonus. Played a ton of high stakes hands, ran it up to 7,200 was ready to quit but they make you rollover that bonus a ridiculous amount before you can cash any of it out, its almost impossible to clear it before busting. I remembered this is why I hate Bovada





I had a group text showing these pics to gambling buddies familiar with bovada updating my frustration with this bonus. I lost it all the way down to 330, playing 500 a hand. Didn't have enough to play another hand, was frustrated, said screw the 330, I would let someone else play it for fun because its pretty much worthless







Wasn't much earlier I had posted a pic of that French bulldog from the trip and how I wanted one. The lucky Vegas friend had posted a pic of a Frenchie online just after I wrote that part of the TR and I had messaged her earlier asking if it was her's. I saw her response hours later and when I did I laughed to myself a little, said why not see if the luck works online. Played the 330 right after I received lucky friend's message, low and behold immediately had some amazing luck but tough to clear the bonus






I kept running good, played for hours and hours, but went on one of the best runs I ever had.







Cleared it, now its real money. The odds of not only going on a winning streak like that but also playing long enough, surviving to clear the rollover requirements are astronomical.











They would let you clear a small amount as you went along and every bit I cleared I put on the GS Warriors the next night, ended up having about 3k wagered or a 6k swing on the game. I rarely drink at home, much less during the week but went over to my buddy's house, got to drinkin for the game. I told him about how I played right when I saw message from lucky friend. He has always been skeptical, and I agree, the odds don't change. However, the outcome does via cutting the cards, moment you start playing, or anything that effects time based continuum (as Doc Brown would say) The streak has gone on a long time now, not sure I have ever lost around lucky friend. This online thing is reaching, but nonetheless, I wouldn't have touched that 330 and thats what I would have in my account right now instead of.....( I wasn't done) if she hadn't posted a pic of a Frenchie. No other dog would have worked haha. He kept being a hater on it, and I agreed about the odds but eventually he revealed (after some vodka) that he believed that he was the cause for the good luck, was with me during the Broncos playoff run, super bowl. He was mad I never gave him any love haha.

I told him lucky friend has to be due to lose and this was the grand finale. Gonna retire pressing the luck when she's around, exit like Peyton and Elway on top. This was the most miraculous run I had ever had, was a good ending to it. Well I got really drunk and the Warriors were looking promising at times but ended up getting beat like a drum. I wanted the 6k I woulda won. (drunken gambling mentality) Ordinarily I'm stitious, but drunk, I'm superstitious. I sent a drunk message to lucky friend that probably confused her. I was waiting for the moment I received a response to start playing B jack. Didn't get a response and didn't wait long to start playing again. Before long I was sitting on this, after they had already cashed out 9,500 via bitcoin









This put me over 35k from 330 in bonus funds I started playing because of a french bulldog in Vegas and a pic of another posted online. I gave lucky charm credit to my friend for not responding to message (response = different start to B jack) and he got pissed lol. I was going for that amount after I was drunk because I'm pretty sure its what I needed to make me even from this last Vegas trip. The gambling was awful this trip but no doubt the events of it led to this miraculous run. By far the craziest run I've ever been on. So I consider myself breaking even for the trip gambling, plus all the comps. Crazy trip



I gotta end this with my disclaimer... I don't wanna sound like I'm some baller, gambling this much is stupid and I have no business doing it, I'm just a degen. I do not recommend it for anyone. I don't want my stories to influence anyone to gamble or drink too much. I will recommend one thing.... don't get caught up so much in winning or losing while visiting Vegas. Enjoy the company around you, be friendly, have fun. In a town where it seems everything is about money, the best times I had on this trip were the least expensive all because of great friends.

Thanks, the whole crypto thing has been something. I've never considered myself to be "off" mentally my whole life til the crash

Thanks, always appreciate the love



Yes sir