Las Vegas 12th November 2013
So Much For ThatI was left to my own devices today I decided to head back over to the Venetian for another shot at the 4/8 Omaha tables.
If you’ve read any of my stuff in the past you will know that my luck here has been patchy at best. Today was no exception.
Although I had eked out a profit yesterday, I was quite wary about playing in this game and stuck to premium starting hands. It help that there was a serial donator at the table and I managed to get a good $80 up in a fairly short space of time.
Unfortunately, we were joined from the “must move” table by someone who had obviously not fared quite so well. On tilit he was determined to juice pretty much every pot and with that much money on the table, pre-flop, it was hard to stay out of a hand.
It wasn’t unusual to see $80 pots pre-flop with this idiot and when you get those odds...you have two choices, play or get the F out.
I chose the former which was the riskier option and things did not go my way. I had to keep getting into the pot for perceived value but the serial donator from before seemed to be the main beneficiary.
Never saw her play a hand she should have been in with but seemed to always get there on the end.
I eventually called it quits while only down $60 (yesterdays profit) but easily down $100 from my previous high earlier.
I had to run an errand for my brother Pete who gets in on Thursday (apparently he doesn’t follow the Travel Guru’s advice about sorting out a sim card before you go) but that only took a couple of minutes.
I strolled back to Harrahs...the lads were nowhere to be seen...apparently they were tearing up the Aria or other establishments at the southern end of the strip.
The sun was just going down and I got a pretty amazing shot of the sky with the Mirage in the foreground.
I dabbled a bit on the Pai Gow tables but broke even but, not having eaten all day I decided to grab some food at KGB Burger in Harrahs.
A Buffalo Chicken Burger and a couple of Blue Moons (with orange,sorry Ger) and I was ready for bed.
I don’t know what it is but there is something in the air that seems to be making me very tired over the last couple of days.
I guess it could be advanced age creeping up on me but I don’t seem to be able to do the late nights I used to do.
Las Vegas - 13th November 2013
Almost WastedI had a pretty bad last night and I think it may have been related to the burger I had last evening. It came with blue cheese and although I’m not a fan of the crumbly comestible I ate it anyway.
However, a disturbed night and the way I was feeling may have been in indicator that not all was well. Apparently, I found out later, a couple of the other lads weren’t very happy with the food from there so it may or may not have been an issue.
I’m prepared to say no more than that. My diet is significantly different in Vegas than it is at home so there may have been other factors.
Whatever, I was in no mood to leave the room today. I felt empty and bloated at the same time and had firmly set my mind on having a ‘duvet day’....but I hadn’t managed to complete my errand for my brother.
All I had to do was wander over to the Forum Shops, basically across the road, to check something out and also to scout the location of Carmine’s, the possible venue of our ‘last night’ meal and I eventually guilted myself into leaving about 3pm.
Just getting out of the room and the short walk seemed to re-invigorate me and I felt a lot better for the excursion.
My appetite seemed to come back and I realised that it had been a good 24 hours since I had eaten but Cafe in Harrahs was closed so steak and eggs was out. I was passing the Mirage anyway so I stopped in to BLT Burger.
A decent burger and a beer (would I like a glass for $5 or a pitcher for $19...what do you think baby?) and I was feeling much happier with the world.
I hoofed it back to Harrah’s and played a little on the craps machine…(hmm, I wonder if the APAT censor will let that through)....the lads were, for some god forsaken reason over at the Rio ostensibly because of the WSOP..which is over.
I guess that they were looking at a pretty big empty room...I don’t see the attraction myself.
Whatever, I sat down at a Pai Gow table that seemed friendly enough and many JD and Cokes later I was graced with presence of Ger and Stu in full on ‘slur’ mode. Fortunately, they seemed to have retained the capacity for self-preservation and stumbled off to their respective rooms...I hope.
I carried on for a while before cashing out $100 up at Pai Gow...winner! The JD has certainly had a beneficial effect.
It seems that there is an NFL game on tomorrow which may scupper the meal at Carmines. Oh well, I’m sure we’ll work something out.
I can only suggest things...and no plan survives the battle.