Friday October 30, 2015 - part 2
|Getting Checked Out by Marilyn Manroe|
|As far as I got on the Strict Rules of Parlay|
I bought in for a hundred and won a few hands right off pushing my bets up from $5 to $10, and then to $15. And then the cooler guy sad down to my left. You know that guy. You can tell to look at him that he's The Cooler Guy.
Cooler Guy bought in for $40 and I immediately pulled my bet down to $5. Of course, he made all kinds of strategy mistakes. And of course he ran his stack up to about $125. I stayed in the game and won a few hands here and there, but bided my time until he left.
Things went really well for a while, and my stack was slowly growing. I was pushing to double my buy-in, nothing greedy.
And then Drunk Guy sat down to my left. He had a six day stubble and his head tottered halfway between level, and chin on chest.
I pulled my $20 bet down to $5 immediately. Drunk Guy always held his chips in his hands. His eyes half open, and the pupils were defocused and seemed to by trying to go into REM motions.
Well, of course, he did things like stand on 14 against a dealer 9, and promptly ran his chips up to maybe $200. I was actually hoping he'd color but of course he didn't and lost it all back. He left, and I got back to winning.
"Wow." said someone downtable.
"That guy, he's probably been drinking since last night," said the guy at third base.
"I think he's been drinking since, like, Tuesday," I said.
A few minutes later, another guy joined the table, making it full. We played a few hands and I was getting near my $200 target. For the first time, there was some table comradery going on, and it was starting to get fun.
And that's when Drunk Guy came back.
"I said I was coming back."
Oh boy. Here we go.
"Where's my spot, I said I was coming back."
Different people, and the dealer were saying things like, "We didn't hear that," and "Sorry, the tables full now".
The guy in his spot goes, "Jeez, sorry, did I take your spot?"
And I'm like,"NO! No.... he had no chips left, you're fine, just stay right there."
Then Drunk Guy gets right behind me and starts talking trash to the dealer.
"Bitch. I said I was coming back."
She says sorry, he can play at another table.
"Bitch." And then "C*** Players!" And thank goodness, he left.
I won a hand and hit $205. Made my target. I decided to play one more hand with the gravy and left $5 in the circle. And of course, I got a 9 against a 5 or something, so I doubled it.
Of course I lost the hand, so now I'm at $195, short of my goal.
You've seen this movie before right? If I'd gone after $200, I would have lost back about $100. Just for a round number. Nope, I've learned my lesson on this, and I colored up and ran, up $95.
Then it was time for Blonde's meetup at Hennessy's.
LasVegas4Ever forum is one of the friendliest ones around. C'mon and say hello, if you haven't already.
We had a nice visit, renewing some old acquaintances and making some new acquaintances.
|Hey, it's that Vital Vegas guy!|
We had a great catch-up and a couple of yummy disks were served and eaten.
Back at the Nugget, we tried out triple-play again.
|Got a nice quad on Bonus.|
|Quad Queen got one.|
|Switch to ESSDDB.|
|Royal Flush Number Three for da Flusher!!!!!|
But wait! He's not done!!!
|Aces kicker for $500 more.|
Take THAT Golden Nugget!
RF: Day: +$900 Trip: +$5850
QQ: Day: -$340 Trip: -$2210
This trip is turning into a beauty!