Traveling Man

Well, it is time for me to leave Las Vegas. I am writing this post from my boarding gate at McCarran. Free wifi rules! I owe several posts, either promised, or based on ideas that I have that I have not had time to turn into actual writing. In the next week or so look for posts on my Bellagio experience, my final doings at the Rio, the one Deep Stack Extravaganza event I played, a summary of my results, my take on pit gambling, a skewering of the Golden Nugget, and more. There is just so much to write about and so little time. That is especially true when you are spending the bulk of your final days in Vegas playing poker instead of blogging.

Until next time, I give you my badly mangled song lyrics:

   Donkeys have come, donkeys have gone,
      Everyone trying to stack me.
   Flops were so sweet, I barely got free,
      Others, they only cracked me.
   Sometimes at night, I see their faces,
      I feel the traces they left on my roll.
   Those are the memories that made me a wealthy soul.