Las Vegas, NV
I think I only have to work seven more days. Or is it six more days? I am so confused. Living in the desert confuses me.
I had a semi-day off on Monday after 38 straight days of working inside a casino. I think that's a personal record. How did I celebrate? I woke up early and wrote for about eight hours. I cranked out two PokerNews articles, a column for Poker Player Newspaper, and 95% of a first draft for an upcoming article in Bluff Magazine. I also published the latest issue Truckin' and did a load of laundry so I have clean underwear.
Ah, and on Monday, Nicky and I went downtown to see a lawyer about fixing my ticket. Marissa told us about a lawyer who specialized in getting big tickets reduced. It was sort of a fast food vibe to the place. In about ten minutes, at least a dozen people stopped in and dropped off tickets. We didn't speak to a lawyer, more like a paralegal who said that I didn't have to show up for my court date (when I'd be in Colorado) and they'd get my moving violation reduced to a parking ticket. No points. Nadda. Nicky got a ticket for expired tags. They took care of that as well. Her court date was originally set for when she would be in London.
On Monday night, I met up with Iggy for a drink before I headed to a swanky party at Rain nightclub thrown by PokerStars. One of those million dollar parties where an online poker room blows serious cash on entertainment and an open bar. I hung out with some friends and watched a couple of well-known professional poker players make out in front of me and Nicky... Isabelle from Montreal and Dario from Italy.
On Tuesday morning, I woke up early and went to OHOP with Nicky. They didn't charge us for my chocolate chip pancakes. I left a sick tip.
Michalski got drunk on Tuesday with British gaming execs... at 4pm. We made fun of him the rest of the day. I might get wasted, but I hide my sloppiness.
On Tuesday night, I ran into Dr. Chako. First time I saw him since he returned from his tour in Iraq. So glad that he came back in one piece.
I also got word that London at the end of September/beginning of October is a go. Don't have specific travel dates yet. I also put in for assignments in Poland and Chicago this fall.
I was up until sunrise on Wednesday, again, writing. I finally crawled into bed, shut my eyes, and then it was time to wake up. Where does the time go when I'm sleeping?
Oh, and happy birthday to both Daddy and Facty.
By the way, I love Las Vegas. This is an actual news story running today...
Naked man hijacks bus
A naked man was arrested Tuesday morning after hijacking a Citizens Area Transit bus. Las Vegas police said the man, 35-year-old Charles P. Sell, was first seen stealing a beer at the 7-Eleven on the corner of Lamb Boulevard and Washington Avenue about 8 a.m.
An officer arrived at the scene and the man fled, a police spokesman said.
Sell then climbed onto the back of a moving CAT bus traveling east on Washington, broke one of the back windows with his fists, and climbed in.
He threw the driver off the bus and drove it about 200 yards before jumping off, according to police. An officer climbed aboard and stopped it.
Sell was arrested and taken to a hospital for a mental evaluation before being booked at the Clark County Detention Center on felony charges of robbery, grand larceny and malicious destruction of private property, according to police. He was being held on $14,000 bail.
Police said the man was possibly on drugs during the incident.
Sell has a history of criminal charges, records show. He most recently pleaded guilty to burglary in 2002 and was given probation.