Okay, Take IIâ€¦ So I was flipping through my travel documents for my upcoming meeting in Norfolk when I saw that I would be stopping in Vegas for an hour layover. DING DING DING, the light bulb started flashing over my head. If there was a stop there, there could by a night in Vegas involved. I called the airline and changed my flights to make me have a good 16 hours or so in Vegas. Sweet, obstacle #1 taken care ofâ€¦ Obstacle #2 â€“ Accomodationsâ€¦ I emailed Nords Malilay at the Plaza and let him know Iâ€™d be coming in. This was at 8:30am on Satrurday morning, the day I was supposed to leave. I then PMâ€™d Bill Le(Vegashost) and asked him to let me know what the plan was for tonight because I squeezed in some time in Vegas before my meeting. I packed and then went to spend some time with my kids before I had to go to the airport. I called my sister to get a ride to the airport and I was set, so I thought. I checked my email again, and no response from either and it was getting time to go to the airport. â€œF$%& it, Iâ€™ve gone to Vegas without a room before and it wonâ€™t be anything to do it againâ€ I said to myself. My sister came to get me and she was all pissed off. She really wanted to go with me, but couldnâ€™t because of finals she was studying for. I assured her that she could wait the two weeks until we are going and it would be a better time. I got that â€œwhateverâ€ look and she dropped me off. I ended up only going an hour before instead of two because I liked the flight time I had(I usually go earlier and try to get on the one flight beforeâ€¦) Iâ€™m glad I didnâ€™t, because the flight before mine ended up leaving after mine did. I walked up to security and saw there was no one there. I mean nobody. I breezed through in less than two minutes, which is unheard of these days in San Diego(at least for meâ€¦) I sat down and still had the hour to wait, so I grab the Pizzeria Uno combo and waited patiently. This was the same flight I was ariginally on that connects to Norfolk through Vegas. When I boarded, I met this nice older lady who answered every question I had about Norfolk. That had to have been the fastest flight I have ever been on. I ordered a beer and the stewardess brought me the wrong one, already opened. Since it was wrong, she brought me the right one and I gave it to Maisy(My new friend from Norfolkâ€¦) She was thankful, but didnâ€™t finish it. Thatâ€™s okay! When we touched down, we said our goodbyes and she informed me that she was getting off the plane to eat something and put $25 in a Wheel of Fortune slot machine. I wished her luck and I was on my way. In my email to Nords, I expressed interest in getting picked up at the airport by the Barrick Gaming Limo. Since I had never heard back from him, I pretty much knew they wouldnâ€™t be there, but looked nonetheless. Nope, they werenâ€™t there. I almost pretended I was Smith from Seattle to get to the Bellagio, but better sense prevailed and I just laughed as I walked by. I had no real desire to take a shuttle downtown, so I decided on the Sedan. I was walking by one company and this nice lady asked me where I was going. When I said the Plaza, she said â€œOh Good!!!â€ She got on the horn and within seconds a sedan pulled up. She said the price was normally $25 there, but since the driver needed to gas up near there, theyâ€™d do it for $13. Soldâ€¦ Had a pleasant conversation with the older driver, and he informed me that he grew up about 10 miles away from where I live. He hasnâ€™t been back to SD in 27 years, so he was full of questions. Half of them I couldnâ€™t answer, because Iâ€™ve only been here for 18 years! We got to the Plaza and there was a mechanical bull out front. Next to it, there was a great looking young lady with extremely tight wranglers on. Then it hit me! NFR!!! I thought Iâ€™d be screwed, since most stuff books up around this time. But all that negativity vanished when the cowgirl got on the bull. Nothing like watching that bull turn in slow motion while she tries to go through the motions with it. Even the driver jumped out to watch. Since I was ready and willing to pay the $25 to get there, I just gave him that and he was very happy. He told me to call him if I needed anything later that night. I enetered the Plaza and there were cowboy hats everywhere. Even the staff was wearing cowboy gear, which was kind of funny. I swear to gawd I saw William Hung dressed up as a cowboy, but alas it wasnâ€™t himâ€¦ I went to the front desk and asked if I was in the computer for a reservation. Nopeâ€¦ Damn, maybe Nords was off today. Just my luck. She told me that Nords was actually coming in in a few minutes and to contact him about my room reservations. So I grabbed my keys and headed up to the 6th floor in the North Tower. Nothing spectacular, but hey, it was freeâ€¦ I showered, and headed down to the craps table. I turned in my license and the pitboss comes over and says â€œJer!!!â€ before he even grabbed my license. Great guy, and even greater now because he remembered me from 4 months ago. Outstanding. After buying in for $200, the table was extremely choppy. I abandoned the place bets and just did the passline and odds along with 2 come bets. The dice went full circle and I was actually up $50 after about 45 minutes. It was my turn. There was this guy at the end of the table who walked up with a stack of $100â€™s and asked for all black. This guy only bet the field. 4 rolls later, I made this guy almost $3000. I am an extreme outside roller, there has never been a doubt about that. He colored up, and left a black for me and the dealer on the field. I rolled, and that familiar sound belted out from the stick said â€œ5, no field 5â€¦.â€ Standardâ€¦ Well, after that, the table went cold. I lost my buy in and called it quits for awhile. As I left the table, I heard someone calling my name. It was Nords, and he came to greet me at the table. We shook hands and he apologized for not getting the email in time to have the limo waiting for me at the airport, but the room charge has already been reversed and to see him if and when I wanted to hit Center Stage for dinner. Niceâ€¦ This guy is diamond in the rough here. After that, I hit the blackjack tables. I bought in for another $400 and played $25 a hand. Up and down, and I couldnâ€™t hit a double down to save my life. The drinks came quickly after I tipped the witress 2 reds in a row at the craps table. She found me and reloaded my drinks just about whenever I needed one. The funny thing was she was out of her station. Wonderful, although the alcohol is hitting my system pretty quickly. I am beyond buzzed now and started ordering an extra shot of Absolut with the Vodka Pineapple. Wow, after two of those, I was ripped. I slurred like a madman, and I was the life of the table. I was getting tire of going back and forth with the dealer and decided to just bet what I had left of my buy in, which ended up being $200. If I lost, I would go and eat. If I won, Iâ€™d be even and I would go and eat. Sounded like a good situation. So, there were three of us at the table and battled through whatever this dealer had to offer us so far. They all upped their bets to $50 and $75 respectively along with me. Okay, anyone been here before? Get the standard 16 on the big bet. Okay, there is still hope, but I have to beat the dealers 9 showing. Now this is where it goes a little sour. 1st base hits and gets a 5, damn!!! But as she starts to tuck her cards, the dealer is talking to a friend walking by and hits her again. Its another 5â€¦ The lady says, â€œHey wait, I never scratched for a hitâ€¦â€ Sweetâ€¦ In every other casino Iâ€™ve been in, that 5 was supposed to be mine. The dealer calls the pitlady over and she looks at the bets and immediately burns the card. I yelled, â€œWhat the F*ck???? Why is it burned?â€ She looks at me and tells me to calm down and walks away to another table looking like she was doing something. I was irate. I was yelling, swearing, and just then security shows up behind me. â€œSir, I need to ask you to step away from the tableâ€¦â€ Whoaaaâ€¦. I told him to wait until I got this resolved and asked for the pitlady to return. Somehow, she was gone. All three of us at the table were irate and the dealer was about to cry. I told her that I wasnâ€™t mad at her so to speak, but if she wasnâ€™t talking to her friend, none of this would have happened. Well, all I could do was hit itâ€¦ I get the 6 and bust. Then I lose it all over againâ€¦ I feel a hand on my shoulder and I turn back quickly and knock it off. â€œSir, calm down or you will be detained and arrestedâ€¦â€ I told him to get off of me and wanted to go to my room. I was fuming and I could barely walk straight. Security followed me to the elevator and wanted to see my room key. I told them the only thing I was going to show them was my ass for them to kiss if they didnâ€™t back off. They then got in the elevator with me and followed me to my room. I walked to my door and turned around and went to get my room key. I stuck my hand in my pocket and they watched my hand like a hawk. I pulled out my key, inserted it in the door, and told them they could get the f*ck away unless they were turning down my bed for me. I slammed the door and immediately started beating up the mattress and yelling as loud as I could. I really felt robbedâ€¦ I looked down and realized that my shirt was all wet and I smelled like the Corona I ordered before I the robbery. I guess I must have shaken it up and it sprayed on my shirt. Damnâ€¦ I got into the shower and immediately started thinking calmer and a bit wiser. I put some new clothes on, and was gonna go and find Nords and tell him that I wanted no part of the Plaza again and to just check me out and I would hit MSS for the night and take my business with me. When I got off the elevator, I heard my name being announced over the loud speaker and I was to report to Nords at the Players Club desk. As I got there, Nords was there, another gentleman, and the two security guards that had accompamied me to my room. Before I was to say a word, Nords apologizes and introduces me to the floor manager and he wants me to let him know what had happened. I told him and he was extremely apologetic. He told me that that was the policy of the Plaza, but that should have been explained to me by the new pitboss that was monitoring the table. We then walked over to the table, and he motioned for her to come over and she apologized and handed me 2 black chips. Wowâ€¦ I was at a loss for words. I still wasnâ€™t completely happy, but this was indeed a nice gesture. I told Nords that I probably wouldnâ€™t be gambling here that much anymore, and he said he understood but not to let this detour my upcoming trip to Vegas for New Years. He gave me a $50 for Center Stage and told me to go have a nice meal. I thanked him and with to the dome. I had Steak and Lobster, which was very good. The bill came out over $50 and instead of having them call Nords for the difference, I just put my room number down and sign it thinking it will be charged to my room. I leave a cash tip and walk to the elevator, stuffed. Right about the time that I push the button, my waiter comes out yelling, â€œYou owe us $13.58!!!â€ Wow, how embarrassing. I walked him back away from the crowd getting on the elevator and explained to him what I did. He apologized and didnâ€™t even look at the receipt with my info on it, and just saw the $10 dollar bill and that wasnâ€™t enough to cover the bill. At this point, Iâ€™m done with the Plaza. Itâ€™s a great place and all, but these two incidents have left me very sour. I go back up to the room, grab some more cash out of the ATM envelope(hee hee) and head for the Nugget. I walk in, and it is hopping. I squeeze in to a craps table and order two shots of tequila, and a Corona. I play for awhile, and bring back the level of intoxication that I should be at. This table is fun, lots of people and whooping and yelling! Right about then, a very attractive lady squeezes in next to me and she is about as drunk as I am. She puts down 10 on the big six and big eightâ€¦ Wrong, I grab her bet, grab another red and tell the dealer to place those numbers for her.She looks at me and smiles, but the dealer isnâ€™t so friendly about this. He asks her if this is okay and she looks at me and looks at him and says sure. We start talking after this and really hit it up. She is cuddling next to me, and keeps asking what she should do. The minute I announce to the table that she is a newbie to the game of craps, three people(including myself) pass the dice to her so she could roll. She is shocked and asks why. I explain to her that a female roller is lucky and a â€œvirginâ€ female roller is even better. She looks at me, kisses me on the cheek, and says â€œHoney, Iâ€™m no virginâ€¦â€ Wowâ€¦ For those of you who donâ€™t know, Iâ€™m recently divorced after being with my HS sweetheart for 15 years. I havenâ€™t even persued anything since the divorce was final, because I really hadnâ€™t had time for that. I was like a high school kid all over again, and it felt great. She grabbed the dice, kissed me again, and asked me what she should bet. I had loaded up. I put $25 on the pass and she busted in her purse and pulled out a grand and asked for greens too. She said she was gonna do everything I did and we would celebrate later if we won. Outstanding! Well, to make a long roll short, we both colored up to the tune of $1800 and change, and she received a wonderful ovation. Yep, in keeping with tradition and keeping my Vegas buddies in mind, I yelled, â€œI gots the banana chip bitchesâ€¦.â€ Okay, now what. I turned around and she was gone! Oh my gawd, where in hell did she go? I go to the cage and I hear her yelling â€œJer??? Jerrrrrr????â€ Thank gawdâ€¦ She had gone to the bar and got shots of tequila and limes to match. She said, time to start celebrating! We did the shots and she told me that she had never had a rush like that before. I asked her what she wanted to do next. She explains to me that that really got her hot and she wanted to hit a strip club. Wowâ€¦. How could I refuse? She tells me that she is from Phoenix and she really lets loose in Vegas and likes to get lap dances. Double wowâ€¦ She makes a phone call on her cell phone and tells me to follow her outside. We go out there and a limo pulls up. A driver gets out and lets us in and she tells her to go to some place I have never heard before, and since I was so drunk, I canâ€™t remember the place. This makes two strip clubs in Vegas that I wanna return to that I have NO FREAKINâ€™ IDEA what its calledâ€¦ We are on our way and she starts getting closer and here is where it starts to get XXX rated. Butâ€¦ I kept thinking about my ex wifeâ€¦ ARRRRRGHHHHHâ€¦. What the f*ck is wrong with me. I explain and she says she was in the same boat 3 years ago and completely understands. We open the tequila in the limo and start taking shots. Maybe this will help me erase old memories. After some pretty provocative body shots(I had no problem doing that I guessâ€¦) we were hammered. The limo stops and we get out. We stumble in and the bouncer says, â€œagain Mrs. P??? And youâ€™ve brought a friend this time? Wonderful, have a tremendous timeâ€¦â€ Mrs P? Her name was Jeanette, but I thought it was hot that she was known by the bouncer. She tips him and we go in to a private area with about three other couples. When we get over to our couch, some ladies come over and Jeanette whispers something in her ear, and she grabs a partner and comes over to me. Whoaâ€¦ Now this is getting good. I get the most incredible lapdance or 10, and Iâ€™m feeling veryâ€¦ You knowâ€¦ I go to get some money out and Jeanette looks at me and says its taken care of. She asks me to come over to her and the other two girls go as well. They start giving her a lapdance and it was quite possibly the coolest thing I have ever seen. Jeanette climbs on my lap and they continue the lapdance. Good timesâ€¦ Good timesâ€¦ After what seemed like an eternity, I looked at my watch and realized it was 3:45am Bad news, I needed to be on a plane at 7am. I told Jeanette what time it was, and she told the girls goodbye and they brought her a slip to sign. I pleaded with her to at least pay half, but she would have none of it. She told me I could pay for breakfastâ€¦ We got in the limo and just sat back and fell asleep on the way back. She told me to walk her up to her room at the Nugget. I kissed her goodnight and she asked me one more time if I felt comfortable coming in for the nightâ€¦ That did it, I took the plunge.. The door closed, andâ€¦ Wellâ€¦ You guessed it! We woke up at 12:00 and I wasnâ€™t at all worried that I had missed my flight. She ordered some room service, and I then noticed that she had a 1 bedroom suite at the Nugget. Extremely nice! I called SW and tried to get another flight out. As luck would have it, there was a flight at 3:30 and that gave me time to eat and clean up and grab my stuff from the Plaza. She wanted to take me to the airport and say goodbye, so we grabbed my stuff from the Plaza (Which ainâ€™t no Nuggetâ€¦) On our way out, she asks my what my birthdate was. I said 12/27 and she said hers was 11/27, so she brabs out $200 from her purse and puts one on the 27 and one on 33(Yes, Jose Canseco memorial, its like my favorite number along with 21â€¦) The dealer spins the wheel and it lands on 33.. Wowâ€¦ She collects her $3500, tips the lady $300 and she hits the cage while I hit the bathroom.. We get to the airport and she hands me an envelope with all her info on it. I give her my card with all mine and we say our goodbyes. She tells me not to open it until I get on the plane. I open it, and it was a napkin with a kiss imprint and a $300 with a note saying thath the first trip to Phoenix is on herâ€¦ Niceâ€¦ The ride to Norfolk was uneventfulâ€¦ It was beautiful there, and I missed half the info at my meetings because all I could think about was when I would see her againâ€¦ No random thoughts, if youâ€™ve made it this far, I applaud you!