Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Private parties, free booze, hookers, but no poker
(From Front Left: Jdawg, Foolishgolf, twolip69, myself, chipmystack, Standing from left: Clover777, Welcomeme, Yaboystu)
My first full day of Vegas was stressful in the morning. We took off around 11:30 in the morning to head to the casinos. 2lip, jdawg, and chipmystack were all playing the 1500 NL bracelet event (2lip was the only player to make day 2 and he just busted short of the money). After we dropped them off, I went to The Venetian to register for the $350 deepstack tourney. I went to the ATM and tried to withdraw $500, but the machine didn't work. So I tried another one, no success. Then I spent 20 minutes talking to my bank trying to get it activated. After we finally got it to work, I stood in line for another 15 minutes to get a players card. By the time I finally got all my shit together, the late registration had ended and they were only accepting alternates. So I said screw it and played some cash at Ceasar's for a bit. I lost about $175 after a failed bluff attempt.
At night, all of us went to a private party at Studio 54 in MGM Grand hosted by Ultimate Bet. All the UB Pros were there including Phil Hellmuth and Liv Boree. I met Debo34 and he seemed like a really cool guy. The party was sick. The booze was all free, the girls were gorgeous, and the place was really nice. Easily the highlight of the party was when Clover777 strutted onto the dance floor, grabbed this chubby gal, and stuck his tongue down her throat. Freakin epic!
On the way back, we were all pretty hammered stumbling through the casino. A few of us threw some money down on roulette. I bet $100 on 2nd third and of course it comes up zero, making us all losers. Just as we were about to exit the casino, welcomeme and clover start talking to 2 hookers. We tried to negotiate a deal for them to come deal our homegame, but the asking price was too high. Our intention was that we would all pitch in and the winner of the homegame would get a handjob from the hooker. That would be an awfully damn expensive HJ. Still, the skanks followed us to the cab and were told they couldn't come with cuz we had reached maximum capacity. They looked really sad. I didn't feel bad though, cuz hookers don't have souls.
Today we are just gonna chill out by the pool, have some beers, and grill. Tomorrow, I get back to work
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