mescalita
old and in the way...
My usual morning ritual in Las Vegas begins with a hot cup of yerba matte while throwing a couple twenties at the 4Q 10/7 DB progressive. Last week when we arrived the jackpot was over $1350 - higher than I've ever seen it. Much to my surprise, nobody had nailed it by Friday morning. I played for about 20 minutes, was kicking ass and taking names, happy with a good run of winning hands. Then this:
Whoo hoo! My first Vegas royal. I probably don't play enough VP to ever hit another, but this felt damn good...

Whoo hoo! My first Vegas royal. I probably don't play enough VP to ever hit another, but this felt damn good...