easy come, easy go...

you want to know what i held in my hand last night? a $1000 chip! whoa. one thousand dollars. actually, i had about $1100 of chips in my pocket after we had finished playing blackjack at the luxor. carson staked me (i.e., i played with his money and we split the winnings). i got on a winning streak, doubled my money, and then totally stopped because i am a giant chicken. seriously -- i'm like the wussiest gambler ever. if i win a decent amount on the slots, i stop playing. if i start losing at the table games, i stop playing. when i was winning big at blackjack, i got so goddamn nervous that my heart was beating in my throat -- i wanted to quit while i was ahead. and so i did. and then i was walking around with a $1000 chip in my pocket. which was pretty cool. and then i won another $150 on the slot machines.

if i can keep this up (famous last words), i'm totally buying a new computer.

anyway, when we got back to the venetian, the luck wasn't as good, but the drinks were strong and the porn stars were EVERYWHERE. jeez--porn stars! i've never seen more fake bodies in my life!

viva las vegas!