Veni Vidi Vici…

I would like to precede the beginning of my saga with a disclaimer:

1. Despite my tendency to pretend I'm 19 years old, I spent my first day home with ice packs on my ankles, swollen hands, and slept approx 18 hours.

This is all I have time to type up for now, more to come later.

And that we did. I knew it was fate when the first casino I had to go to was one of the two I hadn’t seen the year before. I met zooks at the IP after getting off the plane. It only took me two hours to get from my plane to the hotel, note to self: take a frakin cab.

Anyhoo, we headed right over to Ceasar’s card room and WOW, what a place. Zerb and Mrs. Sly were sitting at 3/6 limit HE (Separate tables) and Sly was over with the big dogs at 4/8 HORSE. I had to get some food in me, so while I ran over to get the best chicken wrap evah and make a few phone calls, zooks sat down at yet another 3/6 limit HE table. When I came back I was seated at Zerb’s 3/6. I was a lil awestruck being in this room, it really is something else

I was surrounded by agro young hotheads, which I don’t mind having at my table, but one on my right and two directly on my left is a different story. Finally one doubled up and left and the other two busted. I wasn’t sad to see them go and after being down about $60 when they left, I left the table up about $40.

ChicagoMike (aka Schoon157) finally showed his purdy lil face and joined Sly over at the HORSE oh I mean TORSE table. That’s right, they changed the holdem to Triple Draw. I LOVE VEGAS.

About an hour before I took off from Ceasar’s, Mr2jt showed up and sat at our 3/6 table. Of course I took the opportunity to raise his blind every orbit, or so he says anyhow. When zooks and I decided to head back over to the IP to play there (closer to our room and we were rounding the corner on 24 hours awake) I had just ordered a red bull and vodka. Zooks says “get a to-go cup” and I said “its vegas baby! All cups are to go” and the guy next to me chimes in that yes, you can in fact take any container with alcohol you want anywhere you want in vegas. Zooks was impressed.

The IP was uneventful, we waited for the rest to join us, but turned out Zerb wasn’t going anywhere when he hit quad 8s and a high hand jackpot over at Ceasars. We were waiting for ELM and am to get in, their flight was arriving late that night. We finally saw the Sly’s go by, they stopped and gave us waves etc. Figuring out ELM and am weren’t coming down after their flight, we finally decided to call it a night, or a morning and headed back for what turned out to be a nap.

We awoke 4 hours later. I had no intention of not sleeping full nights in vegas, but little did we know it was about to be par for the course. But it worked out because ELM and am couldn’t sleep either, and we went and got some breakfast and chatted. I had met am before but was looking forward to meeting ELM and she was just as great as I has suspected. And just fyi, this is one of the cutest couples you will ever meet.

Today’s big game was the $250 HORSE over at Binion’s. Sly and ChicagoMike were ready to play it, and we were going down to rail, play side games, and check out Fremont St. As we waited by the front door at noon for everyone, we made about 4 trips to Starbucks, and I gave Pokerlusky a call at Sly’s request. I didn’t realize lusky was in town already, but I guess he had been there all week. I told him our plans for the day and to get his toosh down to Binions. This was when my one moment of taking charge in vegas happened. I got the hotel cabbie guy to get us cabs. WOOT. Responsibility is such a burden. As we stood there waiting, I looked over and said “OMG its Guy!” everyone just stood there “No, guys its LYNX” finally a response, and we laughed about how our timing etc and then decided that a few would stay back with lynx while the rest of us headed to binions.

After getting a cab driver that obv didn’t speak English OR drive downtown very often, we got the boys reg for HORSE and the Sly’s and I decided to get a bite to eat in the Binion’s Diner. Sly and I discussed Stud8 strategy, and general turney strategy over brunch. And I just wanna tell you, I love these two. The Sly’s are two people I am better off for meeting.

We walked around downtown a bit waiting for the lynx stay behinders to get there. When they did, I showed them how to get $10 free to play slots at the golden nugget, we considered playing a $65 mtt there at 3pm, but finally decided against it. While they played their free slot money, I went on a hunt for the place with the giant daiquiri drinks. Mrs. Sly obliged as we walked up and down Fremont street. I had thought it was Mermaids, which was where we started, but I didn’t go in and check and ended up walking the whole strip and going back there. After a few taste tests and all the effers showing up, I went for the strap on drink and zerb/zooks shared the pussy drink.

And this is when it started to get goot.

We went in Binions to check on the horse boys, both were still in, and I sat at a 2/4 limit table. I had a strap on drink afterall, I didn’t want to get too serious. After losing every hand I played, including having my Aces cracked by JTo, QQ beat by A2o, elm rivering an Ace to beat my top pair, and mrs sly flopping trips w 89o vs my 77, this big mouth to my left started getting philosophical about PARIS HILTON. YES, Paris Fraking Hilton, and he would NOT shut the eff up. Given that he was already getting on my effing nerves before, he had cracked my aces, and he was one of those annoying guys that had to talk during every hand, I looked at the dealer and said “get me a rack”. I mean if I’m gonna sit here losing money, I wanna have fun doing it damn it. So, I got on a list for another table, and ended up at Zerb’s 2/4 limit table.

I’m soooo glad I decided to come over to this table for many reasons:

A) Zerb was there

B) Hot guy to my right

C) Whole table was there to have a goot time, half were drunk (like me) so I might actually win a hand

And sure enough, we had a blast. The hot guy to my right had a couple of big rings on, so I asked what the one was. Turned out it was some hotty totty bowling ring and he was a retired pro of some sort. So, I told him about zooks who was sitting at another table. And then he showed me another ring and said if I knew what it was he would be impressed. Well, I did in fact know what it was (a free mason ring) and hawt guy wasn’t impressed like he said he would be (Bastid). Zooks ended up coming over to talk to Zerb and I and I got the bowling convo started, she invited him to play horse w us on Sunday but he never showed.

By this time I was about ½ way thru my strap on, and the guys were out of the HORSE so everyone was talking about heading back, getting food, and moving to another room etc. I remembered that pokerlusky had said he might come down to Binion’s and when I took a potty break I saw that I had missed a few calls from him, so I gave him a ring to let him know we were leaving, and he was on the Deuce headed our way.

It was an opportunity for me to finally put a dent in my massive daiquiri, so I wasn’t disappointed that we were waiting for Lusky.

By the time we got back to the IP, my strap on was empty, and I decided it was time to take pictures. Good ones, like of everyone getting their player cards at the IP, or of them on the escalator, or even the security guard....

While everyone ate, I thought it would be prudent to go sit at a bar and get another drink. To my delight, there were two hawties there to chat with. Turned out they were from the same town as my husband, and when I called my husband to inform him of my drunken stupor and my company, one dude took my phone and started talking to Joe. Yeah, Joe was thrilled. But I was impressed he took it so well. gg joe.

This is when it dawned on me that I was drunk enough to NOT be around people any longer. So I told zooks I was headed up to our room to lie down for a bit. I somehow ended up in the Sly’s room and passing out. WOOOT 48 hours in and my pass out gave me 7 hours of sleep. I needed it. When I awoke (2-3 hours later) I was alone, so I gave zooks a call and she said they were down at the MGM. So I freshened up a bit and headed down to the MGM on the monorail. Funny fact, a two way ticket on the monorail is $9, an all day pass is $8. gg monorail.

DraNDead had flown in and was at the MGM as well. So, since we were both on the waiting list, we got to sit and chat for about 2 hours before our names were called. At one point, a gal came over and started talking to Dran, and I had no idea who she was, it turned out to be Shermy! So we sat and chatted for a bit. We waited so long I went and took pics of some of the effers playin at the MGM to help time pass, and FINALLY had my name called, Theresea, is how they spelled and called it. Mkay.

Zooks was having a ball at her blogger table. I believe they were playing 3/6 horse. Im not sure what the others were playing but I was sat at a 2/4 limit, and Dran was sat at my table shortly after. This was a pretty fun table, and I think Dran and I were cracking them up a bit with our convo. I was telling dran about our escapades before she had gotten there, throwing in a “omg he was hawt” every now and then. Finally this young guy sitting next to me goes “aren’t you married?” and I said “sure I am, I even put one of the hawt guys on the phone with my hubby a few hours ago, he was thrilled”.

We finally headed back to the IP about 3am because that’s when the monorail closed, Dran and I got a bite to eat and finally hit the sack around 5am.

To be continued...

Still to come, my experience in the Binions ladies event, and me falling out of a cab.