The Thirteenth Floor
I got into an elevator and noticed something I’ve rarely seen — a button for the 13th floor. Hurray for a nonsense-free building! Oh, wait, it’s a casino. Read more here.
WSOP Leftovers
Some leftover observations from my recent trip to the World Series Of Poker, including a suggestion for ride share drivers, a chip-runners heads-up, and table talk that should be allowed in one specific casino.
Review: “Opium”
If you’re looking for the worst show you could see on the Vegas strip, I’ve found it. Surprising, considering how much I liked the first show from the same creative team. Here’s my review.
My Last WSOP For A While
A few stories from my latest trip to the World Series Of Poker, and an explanation of why it will probably be my last for a while.
A Pool Day In Vegas
Unsurprisingly for noon on a June day in Vegas, it was hot, somewhere north of 90 degrees. Yet there’s something about sitting within 10 feet of a swimming pool that reduces the heat factor — or so I tell myself.
That Reminds Me Of A Joke
The guy who bet all his money ($85,000) on Tiger Woods winning the Masters — and claims it was his first bet ever — reminds me of my second-favorite Las Vegas joke, even though the outcome was different.