A Vegas Poker Story
Sometimes, at a poker table, I meet people who are fun to be around. Other times, not so much. Here’s a recent example of the latter.
Sometimes, at a poker table, I meet people who are fun to be around. Other times, not so much. Here’s a recent example of the latter.
I’m back from another poker weekend in Las Vegas, where temperatures were over 110 degrees, an iconic casino became a thing of the past, and I came home with stories to share with you.
While in Houston last week, I went to play poker at Legends, a venue with a reputation for very loose action — and occasional gunfire. Here’s what I encountered there.
This summer, I kept a diary of my trip across the US with my daughter to start her freshman year at college in New York — and my return trip, too. This is my final entry, but you can read them all here. After a good night’s sleep, I check out of the Cleveland Marriott and […]
This is a diary of my trip across the US with my daughter to start her freshman year at college in New York — and my return trip, too. Read all the entries here. I leave Atlantic City and head towards Philadelphia, where my wife and I lived for about 20 minutes a quarter-century ago. In […]