So I went to tunica for the weekend to (hopefully) build my bankroll for the two vegas trips I have coming over the next three weekends. Only writing this report because there was one crazy hand I had to tell somebody about! Get in Friday at Goldstrike and play that evening and Saturday morning. Everything goes very well (lots of good BJ and one hot run at craps) and I am up about 20k. Took a break to go to the gym and watch the UK game. Then I decide to walk next door to Horseshoe. I have a new credit line set up there and thought I would get that opened and play for 20 or 30 minutes before the Pats/Ravens game. That's when everything went off the rails. I get killed! Never won more than two hands in a row and lost countless hands where I had 19 or 20. The dealer was on fire. After an hour, I have lost 30k!!! Decide to take a break and walk back over to Goldstrike. As I walked, I thought about how I had been on a pretty good gambling run lately. I got crushed in Vegas back in October, but had experienced big winning trips at Wynn, NYNY, Goldstrike, and Cosmo since then. In fact, I had run pretty hot for a few months. I had one bad losing session at Wynn (but was still up overall for that trip) and had winning sessions virtually every time I sat down at a table since October. Until yesterday. So part of me thought, hey, I am due for a bad beatdown, just suck it up and don't risk any more of your bankroll before going to Vegas in a week. That idea had evaporated by the time I stepped foot back inside the Goldstrike. I walk into the high limit, sit down at a BJ table with three other players. They are all playing $100 a hand and I pull out $40k in chips from my pocket. All the other players stare at me, but its a friendly table so we cheer one another on and go to it. First shoe I make almost 10k. I consider standing up. after all, that puts me around even for the weekend. But I'm steaming a little from losing the 20k I had made prior to the Horseshoe. So I keep playing. Second shoe, I give back that 10k. And now I feel like a greedy idiot for not standing up when I was even. Third shoe, I am steaming even more and increase my wagers a little. I am up about 8k and the next hand is the final hand of the shoe. I decide to bet 4k, thinking I will probably stop if I win and leave the table up a couple grand for the trip. I am sitting at third base. Can't remember what the other players were dealt, but I get two 2s. The dealer shows a 4. I always try and play correctly, regardless of the amount, so I split my 2s and slide another 4k across the felt. Next card, a 2! Split again and another 4k on the felt. Next card, an 8. Double down and another 4k on the felt. Last card for that hand is another 8, to give me eighteen total. Move to the second hand, I draw two cards and end up with a fourteen total. Last hand, a I get a 9. Yep, double down and another 4k across the felt. Dealer gives me a 6 for seventeen total. Where were the damn monkeys on those double downs!! So I've got 20k riding on a fourteen, seventeen, and eighteen against a dealer 4. I feel a little sick. Dealer flips her hole card, its a 2. I'm calling for a monkey followed by another monkey. Next card, an 8. Alright, not bad, but not great either. Dealer turns the next card ....... monkey! Everyone at the table jumps up and starts high fiving! I catch my breath, color up and walk away. Ended the trip up 23k, which gives me plenty to play with in Vegas for the next couple weeks. Hopefully I'm not stuck in this same situation next week!