After finally making it through the holidays it was time for a trip to the "neighborhood" gambling establishment. It was New Year's Day, and I was just getting over a couple days of flu like symptoms where ripping my head off would've felt better. I think I slept 34 hours over two days including making it all the way to 9:30 on New Year's Eve. Yep, it was quite a party, NyQuil, Gatorade, and snot for all. Some family was in town and there was talk of heading to the casino so when talk turned to jan 1 I couldn't have been happier. The plan was to just head up during the day for a couple hours and start the new year off right. The players were me and the wife, her brother, and her sister visiting from the Deep South. On the drive we talked about our New Years resolutions. I heard a lot of " I wanna lose more weight." and a taste of "I wanna eat healthy." and then finally the voice of reason. "I wanna go to the casino more." was heard from the brother in law. After hearing this I chirped in with " I wanna hit another Royal" all the while giggling like a schoolgirl. You see I finally hit my first royal in vegas last trip after years of pain and suffering. You can recount that in all it's glory by following this magic webby link thing http://www.vegasmessageboard.com/forums/showthread.php?t=96828 We arrive and I run into my parents who were also there trying to bring in the new year with style. My mom likes to play a bunch of stuff including keno. Yes keno. She was sitting playing keno and it was on a machine that had both keno and vp so I thought it'd be nice to sit next to her for a bit. You know, because she was nice enough to give birth to me. It's the least I could do. After a few hands Three high hearts appear, I held, looked over at my Mom's keno board and she had like 5 out of 8 hits, pretty sweet. Then I look back at my screen and what do I see before my weary eyes..... That's right, freakin nailed it. Second royal ever, hearts again. It must be love. My head starts spinning, my Mom is like "wow, is that like 1000 quarters?" I whispered back " try a $1000" and she flips out, calls my Dad, posts it on Facebook, MySpace, Instagramma, sends a postcard to her sister, and transmits a telegram using morse code to God knows who all in a matter of minutes. After settling down a bit I realize that I've already accomplished my New Years resolution by 3pm on Jan 1st, now what? Well duh, now I have to hit a Royal on 50 cent. So off to find the fifty centers. Find 'em and off we go. Hundred in and I'm pounding away like there's no tomorrow. Nothing, nothing and then the wife comes over and says something like "oh, I can play fitty cent too now" or "let me start losing your money now" or something like that. A few minutes in the bro and sis in law join us. Then I hear my wife make a sound I don't ever want to hear, it's the sound she makes right before she thinks I'm going to get in an accident driving. Yes, I'm a safe driver, but, she may tell you otherwise. I look over and... Really? A royal On fitty? And hearts again.. Wait a minute, it's the exact same order Queen, 10, king, jack, ace. What are the odds of that. The slot attendant comes over and asks for her info and comes back with stack o hundreds. Mmmmmmmmm hundreds. At this point we don't know what to do. Ok I lie, my immediate thought was let's hit the dollars now. You see, it's a logical progression. So we did, but that's where our luck ran out. We each lost a hunch and we just looked at each other and said " let's get the F outta here before someone mugs us". So we scurried home. It's only been a couple days but it's almost like this was a dream and there is no way this actually happened. Years of pain of no royals, now two for me in six months and a matching set for me and the wife on the same day. Yes, it was quite a New Year's Day.