But that's how I'm doing it. So far, Vegas poker has been treating me like a baby treats a diaper. Just can't get any cards to save my life...or my sockroll.
How bad is it? Well, after nearly 18 hours of poker since I got to town, I haven't had the dreaded pocket Kings even once, yet I am still down a shitload of moola.
Have to head back to the tables now to start cashing in on what remains of March Madness weekend. Cards are streaky, and when I finally start getting some, I'm due for the run of my life. Should be able to make it all back in a few hours once it turns around, right? Any minute now....
So no time for a real blog post, gotta be at the table when that rungood comes. So for now, I'll just post some random pictures that I have run across, even though this guy won't like them because they are sinful....particularly the girl-on-girl ones. For the rest of you, enjoy!