Las Vegas Trip ReportAuthor: Jaco
Date of Trip: April 2008
She must have listened. Between her and another dealer, Mr. Whale Jo was starting to build a nice empire of $1k and $5k chips. Soon the big bets were flowing.
"How many hands should I play Jaco?"
I flash three fingers.
I flash a thumbs up sign. He puts $2k on each.
It went like this for quite a while . . . .
Until some dude tapped in to deal – a professional cooler.
In the span of about six minutes, he cleaned Whale Jo out.
That made MY stomach hurt.
We stumbled out of there and the last thing I really remember that night is getting back to the Wynn, taking some more money out of my stash and also taking money out of an ATM and losing it all.
My sleep was very troubled.
But, as we all know . . . . there's always tomorrow.
What the heck is Aquaman doing dealing blackjack. Why am I using grapes as chips? Is there any reason why Sally Field is sitting next to me and hugging me? Why is Wolf Blitzer bringing me martinis with olives that look like Anderson Cooper. Oh crud, the olives have little tiny mouths and though they are moving and obviously swearing at me, the only sound coming out of those mouths is that of a phone ringing.
A phone ringing.
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