I took my almost-annual trip to Las Vegas last week. Normally, my trips consist of my spending a considerable amount of time around a poker table. But this time, not so much. Poolside and plenty of margaritas was my plan, and that plan was successful.That isn’t to say I didn’t some some time at the poker tables. And that was fun, as I walked away about $200 up, which was nice considering how little I actually played. The 4/8 tables at the Bellagio and the Wynn were very nice. I easily had the most fun at those tables. I also played a little no-limit at the Luxor, which was like being in a tornado. Folks were just betting, raising, calling and going all-in with just about any hand. I did crack pocket aces, however, and not because the Gods love me. I just think they hated the other guy.
Anyway, my poolside time was really the key to the trip, and despite my uneven, funky tan, it was a break I seriously needed.
I also want to give a shout out to my friend Derek, who’s wife gave birth to a lovely baby girl last Monday. At least I’m told she’s lovely. Seriously, I wish him and his new family the very best.
Lastly, kudos to Pat Robertson for, once again, proving my theory that Republicans are the greatest source of comedy on the planet by calling for the assassination of Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez. It’s fall down, laugh out loud, funny - until you realize that people like Robertson run the entire country.
Robertson is claiming he was “misinterpreted”, and that he never used the word “assassination”. Okay then, let’s roll the video tape:
“You know, I don’t know about this doctrine of assassination, but if he thinks we’re trying to assassinate him, I think that we really ought to go ahead and do it. It’s a whole lot cheaper than starting a war.”
So first you create an international incident. And then you LIE about it!?! I guess that’s what Jesus would do…
