Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Day 22ish: Sanity and Celine Dion 

I think I really need to consider buying into a WSOP event this year to help out with my bankroll. I suggest California Jenn do the same thing. It must have been something in the food.

Just a few weeks ago a bunch of headed off to dinner at the All American Bar and Grill. A few people throwing down steaks (or leafy veggie products) and having a good time. Besides myself and Jenn, sitting around the table were Shaun aka "sprstoner", CK, and LJ.

Not long after that dinner sprstoner would go on to finish 3rd in the Event #13 ($2,500 No Limit Hold'em), CK would turn her BBT4 prize into cash finishing 39th in Event #25 ($2,500 OE), then last night LJ would just miss the final table of Event #31 ($1,500 H.O.R.S.E.). I realize it has nothing to do with that dinner but what the hell. I'm as superstitious as the next person.

Congrats to all three, it was pretty friggin cool to watch these guys make a run at a bracelet from the rail. I honestly didn't get a whole lot of work done those days other than "covering the bloggers".


I've been to Vegas nearly two dozen times and had a first time experience yesterday. My Vegas trips usually go down in a few different places. The sportsbook, poker room, and mostly some bar type location. All other time is spent passed out in my room or riding in over priced cabs. I had yet in all my years to experience that touristy thing called the Bellagio Fountains.

A few days ago Benjo mentioned having dinner at Mon Ami Gabi in the Paris casino. The prospect of a nice dinner with good friends plus the bonus of getting the fuck out of the Rio for a few hours. We ended up with a great view of the Bellagio but that was secondary to the good time and great food. Cali Jenn ordered the bottle(s) of wine, I went with the Escargots de Bourgogne and Duck L'Orange. Snails and Daffy Duck for dinner.

A great dinner with the crew who's kept me sane during my first WSOP. I told them my not-quite-so-sad tale about the fountains when Jenn, Gene, and Benjo all said "fuck it". We made the mad dash across the strip and I sat there for my first viewing of the legendary dancing water streams. I got hosed. No classical music, no rock music, not even Frank Sinatra. I get that silly Celine Dion song from Titanic. Benjo would not take up my cries to recreate DiCaprio atop the stone wall. "I'm King of the World!" Obviously he did not drink enough wine at dinner.

It was still impressive and it was cool to do my first touristy thing. I told you these guys keep me sane.

Sidenote on the strip, I don't know who is saying the Vegas economy is messed up but you wouldn't know it from the foot and vehicle traffic down the strip. It was a mad dash against all sanity from Paris to Bellagio, then I turned ancient getting back to the Rio. It's all a conspiracy to get your dead money ass out west.


The Daily Crutch

No naked women today. I'm just photo dumping pictures from last night's short time out on the town. Enjoy.

The view from our table at Mon Ami Gabi in the Paris Casino

We were there for a very long time, day into night

Waiter pouring from the 1st or 100th bottle of wine, can't quite remember

Benjo said if I shot the Paris Casino version of the Eiffel Tower from this angle, it would look like the real thing

Relaxing along the rail waiting for Celine "effing" Dion

Jenn with a big honkin slot machine, Benjo acting the cool Euro being patient with us