Stays in Vegas.
We were up, we came down, we had some drinks, we're packing to go home.
Didn't play any D&D, but somehow this is OK. Blackjack is amusing.
Tomorrow I get to launder the smoke and booze and desperation out of all the clothes we brought with, even those that were never worn. Living as I do in a state where smoking is prohibited, it feels odd to be sitting in a restaraunt with someone smoking at the next table. The smell doesn't generally bother me, but it gives my bride fits.
Til I speak again, I leave you with the one thing I've learned on this trip. Split your eights. Sixteen sucks, you might as well die in style.
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
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House hits at 16, stands at 17... yes, split your 8's.
Happy Father's Day!
I hope to go to Vegas within the next year or so...not for the winning or losing money part (definately not for the losing money part), but because I have a new niece there. :)
My parents are in Vegas now, and I'm sure we'll have to make numerous trips to the 1 hour photo place when they get back. :) They already have a houseful of photos of the grandson...and now we'll have numerous photos of the granddaughter to add to the collection. :)
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