I was at the rx bash this year...or should I say...I was at the hotel where the bash was held.
My friends and I head there in Sept. every year, so when I heard the bash was there this year, I was psyched.
But then I realized.....shit...I can't hook up. My friends don't know I'm a degenerate gambler.
Now before you go and call me a ***** (or go tell me to die Desthi lol) for not telling them...let me say this. My wife knows. And if I'm correct, many guys on here hide it from there wife or girlfriends. SO I should get some points for that, no?
We all used to gamlbe part time, but when I took it full time (363 days a year) they just couldn't relate. So I just kept it to myself. Funny thing is, they got a good glimpse of some degeneracy as I was laying the greenish/pinkish chips ($500) on hands of BJ. I had to. I was on a roll. In the first 3 hours of being at PH, I was up a dime. By day 2 noonish (e.s.t. of course) I was up 2 dimes. DAMN! I had to keep betting large. I couldn't lose..............Or so I thought. Well then all hell broke loose. ANyone that thinks online BJ is rigged when the delaer keeps getting 4,5 and 6 card 21, well, it is very realistic. I witnessed it 1st hand.
At one point, I just kept staring at the delars hands cuz I figured she had to be dealing from the bottom. NO way this shit keeps happening.
But yea. It does. And my pile dwindled. But what a rush and what a ride. Ended up down a nickle.
Anyway, still unable to tell the boys there is a bash going on for dengerates like myself, I snuck off like Senator Craig to an aiport bathroom. Hoping nobody would see me.
At this point I got to meet the lovely xpanda, Rick A, Dante, and Wilheim. and yes, for those keeping score at home, all in that order.
And all great people. Just wish I had more time to hang. But like the little girl I am, I was afraid Daddy might notice I was missing. So I headed back to the sportsbook.
And then it was off to the blvd tour. Wynn was nice. But it looks just like the Bellagio.
The next time I encountered any bashers was Sat night about 1 am We were trying to check out and get some food comped (you would think a nickle a hand would get you a free dinner) but the VIP section on the mezzanine level was closed. So as we headed to the elavtors, we passed a bunch of bash straglers. I walked by slowly trying to read nametags to see if I knew anyone. But I didn't.
We rode the elavator with whom I now (jugding from pics) think was Coaster. I wanted to say something. Anything. Even fart. But I couldn't. I was going to make the comparison here to being the little boy who is kidnapped and told not to talk to anyone or they'll hurt my parents, but I don't want to offend anyone. So I won't.
But I really did want to speak up.
Oh well . Maybe next year I'll muscle up and I can have a great time with ya all. I sure would have liked to pick up some of pornopaul's goodies.
Or maybe next year, I'll just go with my wife.
Thanks Wil and others for holding such a "dandy shin-dig" ( I added that just to show how pathetically white I really am), and I hope to see you all next year.
Harry
"This guy threw at his own son in a father son game. "
My friends and I head there in Sept. every year, so when I heard the bash was there this year, I was psyched.
But then I realized.....shit...I can't hook up. My friends don't know I'm a degenerate gambler.
Now before you go and call me a ***** (or go tell me to die Desthi lol) for not telling them...let me say this. My wife knows. And if I'm correct, many guys on here hide it from there wife or girlfriends. SO I should get some points for that, no?
We all used to gamlbe part time, but when I took it full time (363 days a year) they just couldn't relate. So I just kept it to myself. Funny thing is, they got a good glimpse of some degeneracy as I was laying the greenish/pinkish chips ($500) on hands of BJ. I had to. I was on a roll. In the first 3 hours of being at PH, I was up a dime. By day 2 noonish (e.s.t. of course) I was up 2 dimes. DAMN! I had to keep betting large. I couldn't lose..............Or so I thought. Well then all hell broke loose. ANyone that thinks online BJ is rigged when the delaer keeps getting 4,5 and 6 card 21, well, it is very realistic. I witnessed it 1st hand.
At one point, I just kept staring at the delars hands cuz I figured she had to be dealing from the bottom. NO way this shit keeps happening.
But yea. It does. And my pile dwindled. But what a rush and what a ride. Ended up down a nickle.
Anyway, still unable to tell the boys there is a bash going on for dengerates like myself, I snuck off like Senator Craig to an aiport bathroom. Hoping nobody would see me.
At this point I got to meet the lovely xpanda, Rick A, Dante, and Wilheim. and yes, for those keeping score at home, all in that order.
And all great people. Just wish I had more time to hang. But like the little girl I am, I was afraid Daddy might notice I was missing. So I headed back to the sportsbook.
And then it was off to the blvd tour. Wynn was nice. But it looks just like the Bellagio.
The next time I encountered any bashers was Sat night about 1 am We were trying to check out and get some food comped (you would think a nickle a hand would get you a free dinner) but the VIP section on the mezzanine level was closed. So as we headed to the elavtors, we passed a bunch of bash straglers. I walked by slowly trying to read nametags to see if I knew anyone. But I didn't.
We rode the elavator with whom I now (jugding from pics) think was Coaster. I wanted to say something. Anything. Even fart. But I couldn't. I was going to make the comparison here to being the little boy who is kidnapped and told not to talk to anyone or they'll hurt my parents, but I don't want to offend anyone. So I won't.
But I really did want to speak up.
Oh well . Maybe next year I'll muscle up and I can have a great time with ya all. I sure would have liked to pick up some of pornopaul's goodies.
Or maybe next year, I'll just go with my wife.
Thanks Wil and others for holding such a "dandy shin-dig" ( I added that just to show how pathetically white I really am), and I hope to see you all next year.
Harry
"This guy threw at his own son in a father son game. "
because she knows I am profitable at it as a whole (contests, poker, sports betting, fantasy, pools, etc....) I dont see myself as a degenerate either. I am very thorough in my approach and disciplined. I use good moneymanagement and view all of this as a business, a second job if you will. I've learned so much in the 14 years I've been doing this and now am able to pull out nice profits every year. If you try to tell any of this to non gambling guys they will laugh at you. I know what degenerates are, many of my gambling buddies are degenerates.....parlays, teasers, chase losses, poor mm, bet games on tv just for action, bet a $20 parlay, then make a $300 bet followed by $60 teaser. Now that I ranted......all you had to do Harry was tell your buddies you knew some guys from an internet fantasy/sports site. That may have worked.
