Day 4 part one, and I'd for some reason set an alarm for 7:00 am and woke up promptly at 5:40 am.
I had big breakfast plans! Gamblin' McGoo is in town, making his comeback trip at the same time as me, and we were gonna have breakfast! I roped in Bobby G too, and we all met at the Cal coffee shop at 8:00 am.
That gave me the needed time to pack up all my crap for the move to the strip - to Encore, to be specific. And time to check my gigantic Keno tickets from the D for winners - there were none, but I had games left to come. And a little time to play a machine, with McGoo joining me for a few hands.
I'd just finished telling him what great machines Pinchy and Flashy were when he was dealt four 3s on Double Double and got to draw for the kicker. I captured it on video, and he nailed the kicker for an extra hundy.
This made me very happy because I had good cause not to attempt to pick up the cheque later.
Rare photo of Flusher and his retirement gut. Also featured McGoo and Bobby G. |
See retirement gut above. |
Of course, I had to eradicate my last experience with Country Throw-up Gravy and the underlying country fried steak at Magnolias, which has changed not for the better.
This one was clearly the winner, if disgustment on a plate is your thing, which... somehow... I find strangely attractive and compelling. (Flutters eyelashes.)
McGoo had some sort of soup with prizes in, and Bobby G had the American breakfast, which seems to include corned beef hash.
Mine was very good, and I couldn't even finish my hubcap.
McGoo picked up the tab for all three of us and I left the tip. Thank you for breakfast, McGoo!
Bobby G was on the hustle today, so he went to drive, and McGoo and I decided to enter Circa for the first time as virgins (to the property).
They scanned our IDs (which I'm not keen on, really it's not their goddamn business to take my info, check it fine, copy it for what unstated purposes, not fine) and in we went.
And...
...it's beautiful. It really is, they did a stunning job on it.
The old and the new. |
It's clear that Derek and Derwood or whoever have understood the sports market and all that goes with it, and centered the resort on that. The two-story design with the wall of screens is a manifestation of the ultimate man cave.
We didn't see Stadium Swim, but obviously, it has a similar focus.
Add in the incredible resurrected Vegas Vicky as a centerpiece, and you've got a pretty nice joint.
This seemed like the right time to do Divana's $27 bet on 27. I checked the readout and it hadn't hit lately, so I bumped up the bet to $30 and threw a couple of nickels on hedges around the 27.
It was a complete fail.
McGoo and I wandered through the place and took a few photos here and there, and settled in at a couple of machines to play.
It went okay for a while and I had about 10 threes of a kind dealt over half an hour - but I couldn't connect. As usual.
Quad Drought.
I had a four to a royal draw too, and that failed as well.
We even had matching Fulls House! |
Deuces! No kicker, though. |
Another view of the deuces, and part of my appendage. |
Turn around time mr royal and head to Wynn casino when time permits. Stay on main aside when you get to casino (to your left walking to elevators) note players club on the right across from elevators. Head that way few steps. See the banks of triple play Vp. Take a seat at either machine closest to players club. Hit ‘em (with some love). And win some money. Cocktails are also required. Double double a good option here. Go get um.
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