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| - Just spent my first time at a poker table here in Vegas. $1 small blinds and $3 big blinds. Seemed harmless enough. With my buddy Bates who aced MIT in 3yrs but has social issues (most genious types do). He and I bought in for $200 each and had two hours before our reservations at the Voodoo Steakhouse in the Rio (where we're staying). Somehow or another, and don't call it beginner luck because I know the rules of poker, I end up $500 on the positive side of things. At this point I walk away. $500 is enough on the first night. Bates on the other hand is up about $1000. I go to the room to watch some hockey and wait another half hour before our dinner reservations.
I come back to the table to find Bates stacked with the "great wall of $5 chips"... I'm talking about $2500 worth of $5 chips. I beg him to leave but he's bombed and continues to blurt out loud, "these people suck at poker and I'm gonna take all of their money". Which he probably would have, but he got so drunk he did not know what he was doing. I watched him place $100 bets without ever looking at his hand. Anyway, I could not get him away so I left and spent my first dinner in Vegas alone. I could care less.
Which gets me to the point: I sat down and ordered Kobe carpaccio as a starter, plus a martini with blue cheese olives. It was served with roasted golden beets and a very fine goat cheese rolled in lavender pollen. Friggin awesome. For the main course, I had a kobe ribeye (austrailian) that was brilliantly served with a veal shank bone roasted so the marrow ended up crispy on top. This was truly a religious experience, topping the kobe ribeye with marrow. Wine, you ask? I kept it on the downlow... a 1991 DRC Richeborg did just well. Just kidding... they had that on the menu for $15,000. Hahahaha...
I went with a 2001 Gaja Brunello for $250. All in all, I spent $450 of my winnings on an amazing dinner.
BTW - security just dropped off Bates. They found him passed out on the 5th floor. He's sound asleep. I went back to the poker room and the guys at the table said he gave every $ back over time. Sucks to be him. I tried at least 5 times to get him to leave. Oh well.
Good times in Vegas!
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