We turned around to wave goodbye to everyone gathered around the online sportsbook machine. As I spun back around to head out the door, there it was, SPLAT. An 8 foot tall Money Drop Box security cart that WAS NOT there two seconds earlier. I ran face first into it BUT recovered nicely and was even able to gracefully twirl back around to the crowd and announce that I did not actually fall down. What a relief. Kim, Michael and I grab a cab (Still no ass cabs for the entire trip) and head back downtown. For some reason, our cab drivers were all stone faced and silent with the exception of this one.
Talk about chatty Cathy. Jeez ! He did not shut up the entire ride and to top it off, as we were passing the Stardust from the freeway, I pointed and yelled "STARDUST" like I do everytime I see it on T.V. or wherever and the sumbitch had the audacity to say that they were tearing the Stardust down this Fall. Well, I almost fell out of the cab. He waited until we were all the way downtown before he told me that he was just kidding.
Arriving downtown, Michael, Kim, and I went to La Bayou for the famous Margaritas with an extra shot I got a full yard this time. Hee Hee Hee. Now remember, I have already had about 10 Stoli Vodka's at this point and don't normally even drink anything other than beer. We all stumbled up and down Fremont Street for awhile and next thing you know we are back in line again at La Bayou for more Margaritas. We caught a couple of shows and then I headed up to the BlackJack tables for some hardcore playing. Stayed there until 5:30 the following morning then headed up to the room for the rest of the night. At this point, I did not realize that tomorrow was going to become the day from Hell in the Hotel from Hell. play poker
