VEGAS--The Aftermath

I got home Thursday at 9:15am and I was beat. I won't do it like that again.

But in the beginning, everything I was doing seemed like a good idea. My flight was actually a few minutes early coming in to McCarran International Airport. And, the place, for the most part, is easy to navigate.

I took the #108 bus from the airport to very close to the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino. I had my messenger bag but I didn't look too out of place. The Hard Rock is very "clubby"...but I really didn't have to deal with that because after getting my player's card...I went straight to the poker room. This was about 11:30pm PST.

The poker room is NICE. I'd read on CheapoVegas that the weekend games were soft. I had about a 20 minute wait to get seated at the $1-2 no-limit table. One of the only three going at the time.

Initially, the table was full of older guys and I thought that I might be in trouble but no. They were as soft as predicted. I was tight-aggressive and doing pretty well. My second hand dealt was Pocket Aces...that held up and a couple of those older guys followed me all the way to the River.

By about 6:30am PST the table had gotten harder and I had gotten tired and pretty drunk so I left to go to the Rio to meet a former editor/publisher. I had been up since about 6am EST and had only had sleep on the six hour flight. And that was uncomfortable sleep.