I woke up early this AM to the bright sunshine in my eyes, crisp sheets and a pounding hangover. I have no idea where I am. I roll over to the edge of the bed and there’s more bed – oh that’s right, I AM IN A Planet Hollywood 180 DEGREE SUITE. I keep rolling until I fall off completely and walk up the window. I am welcomed by the Bellagio fountain in full effect, the Paris Eiffel tower and Las Vegas Strip.
Outside my room the TV blares, Drunkle and Boogie are dead on the couch. Drunkle senses me and mumbles, “Lite me up.” I grab a few Miller Lites and walk them over to the lounge area. A few sips and Boogie stirs up, “Adventure Time?” From nowhere Zaff appears, “Let’s GO!” FYI It’s 6 AM.
We head downstairs and grab a mimosa for the road. The champagne flute are cumbersome but fun to walk with along the strip. For the next 5 hours, we spend time running up and down the strip, stopping at Aria, New York, New York, the weird stirp mall with it’s weirder stores, MGM, Luxor and all the random casinos we bump into.
We play Buffalo Grand, $20 a man, Lightning high limit $50 a man and craps. Then we head back to the pool and bring our mini footballs and order a few cocktails until 4ish, and then we sleep until dinner time.
Then we eat, belly up to a bar and start the hijinks all over again. What a great day.
What a great day that could have been. Instead I am sitting in a dark room, playing video poker online. It’s so painful. I can’t change machines, odds suck and payouts take forever. Please God, let this end soon.
