Sticky OUT and ABOUT in vegas... MM3 does sticky in

Sticky does MM3.. Spicey beaver 1 – Sticky 0

Thursday Mar 16 10 pm

Finally all sorted out, time for sleep before my cruel flight at 6:30… Hit the hay, have a crazy bad dream and wake up all freaked out at midnight.. My cell phone is my alarm so I grab it to see the time and right then it rings. I’m like WTF.. My friend Laurie who is in Regina for the curling brier calls all drunk and is like why are you in bed at midnight in Vegas loser? I’m like.. I’m not in Vegas bitch! She’s like oh.. oops.. goodnight.. click..
So, I finally go back to sleep around 1:00am and then ding ding.. I’m up at 3:00am.. grab my stuff, check I have everything and get in a cab at 3:40.. Hit the airport and then wait 2 hours for my flight..

I get on board and I’m sitting window with a French couple and they are yapping French and I’m thinking damn this is gonna be a long flight.. The flight attendant sees my dilemma and pulls me up front to a row of empty seats and says.. enjoy your flight.. SCORE!.. I sprawl out plug in my headphones and listen to a movie.. I think it was Monday night football? Al pacino and Matthew machangnanrfkerlkuy guy... Flight was fine
Get to Vegas revved up ready to go. Turn on my phone and have like a gazillion text messages from Jer. He said if he won big he’d be in a limo waiting if not, meet at Harrahs.. I glance around, no sign of a winner in a limo so I shuttle my ass to Harahs and Jer’s outside waiting.. We say hey, drop my bag at the desk and off we go to Wynn to catch up with Kikky. Sign up for the RED card, drop 20 bucks in a WFD machine (the Magical Marty kind) and POOF.. It’s gone.. Wynn isn’t lookin so good now, check out kikky’s room, WOW! Me like it.. then we hit the buffet. Damn, that’s a fine buffet. I still feel shy around Jer and becky.. just how I am, but slowly things start to settle down for me and I feel comfy and am ready to give ‘er.. Jer and I decide to grab our stuff that’s scattered all over the strip and check me into the RIO. First stop, Beach’s PH for his stuff. I meet Beach and see whats lined up for that night booze wise ( soon to find out it’s too much lol ) and then we head over to Harrahs to grab our bags. Hop in a cab to RIO, check in fine. I am pleasantly surprised with the RIO, while I know it’s not the best gaming wise, it’s a pretty nice place and the room ROCKED!. Way above what I expected. Thanks again!.. Now, it’s off to downtown for more meeting and playing. I think we start off at Golden gate. Jer is playin cards I kind of just follow around checkin out the patrons.. I’m more a strip person so DT was new to me.. I decide to start drinkin and grab some beers.. I end up two fisting most of the afternoon and explain to everyone that 2 bud light = 1 Molson canadian so I’m good.. I try a quick round on the craps table but nothing goes well so I bail out and put 20 bucks into a reel em in.. Right time right place 20 bucks turns into 70 so I’m officially up now and with a good buzz on we mozy over to Plaza. I’m slowly meeting everyone here and there. Met Don and his wife, Rambill I think, others slowly show up so I’m tryin to sort out who’s who.. It’s all good. There is a 2-4 poker game goin on for T2V’ers.. Like a practice round for Saturdays tourney.. I get co-erced into playing so I buy in for 40 bucks. I’ve never played a table game before and while I know poker a bit, Have no clue how to actually play live. I quickly get busted for showin my cards and then settle in and get down to business.. Apparently, poker works for me and I stick it to RamBill, and a few others for a nice pot and I decide to bow out up about 40 bucks.. I’m doin pretty good now, Having met most of the gang, up some good coin so far, a good buzz goin on I get introduced to Mikey.. I say “Hi I’m sticky” and he goes.. okaaay…. LOL.. I decide to play some slots and hop around makin 10 bucks here and there.. I’m likin DT!.. Later, I get up from a machine, wander around the plaza and realize I’m alone.. YIKES!.. I keep cool and keep my eyes open for anyone and then I see Mikey at a BJ table. I loiter around him then he turns and says hey sticky, I say Everyone’s gone and he says..we’ll find them hang on. Turns out everyone kind of scattered and Mikey says, lets head over to IP and start the party for happy hour. I get my first ride in the ghetto sled!.. I mention that my vision of the ghetto sled was way worse than it actually is so it’s all good. We drive over makin chit chat, a few laughs and head up to the party for the night…

The breakdown begins..

We’re hangin out in Beach’s room. Mikey offers me a drink. I say something like what ever you recommend.. I end up with a what is it.. smelly? Slutty? Stinky?.. no, it’s a spicey beaver.. If that’s a poke at Canadians I’m okay with it LOL.. Not my usual drink and it’s got some pizzazz but I enjoy it and many after. The gang start to show up, We’re putting on beads, wigs, robes etc and havin a blast. My first party with T2V is goin smooth.. Then things start to get a little fuzzy.. A massive shot of patron is handed to me. I don’t wanna pull my lame ass card and not do it so I sling it back. Half in my mouth half down my shirt and it’s a TKO for me.. I am not doin that again.. I’m hangin out watchin things get blurry, and the party is slowly goin into slow motion. The Limo is about to go on and, I find out afterward, I’m politely pulled out of it. Not a good thing for Sticky to be in a limo in that state. I wind up out on the balcony with Mikey and I’m doin the just give me 5 minutes and I’ll be fine.. ya.. not working.. I don’t know whats goin on but operation sticky out is unfolding and I’m in a cab with Beach, uh.. crap. Doc Al maybe? I honestly don’t remember and we’re goin to RIO to put sticky to bed. Thank you guys for takin care of me. Sorry if I stiffed you for the cab fare. It just dawned on me I probably did. I owe you all a drink!
After fumbling around in the hallway I find my key, we go in I’m put to bed and the lights are left on.. This is a problem.. I don’t figure out how to turn them off.. ah well, screw it..

STICKY OUT!

Me and Doc Al right before my premature departure
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More to come...

 

Saturday morning..
OUCH… 4:00am I awake to find a headache like never before, the lights are still on and I’m thinking what the hell happened last night.. If I could have ordered advil with room service I would, but decide to just suffer and fall back asleep.. Finally a decent hour rolls up and I’m awake at 7:00.. Get a call from Mikey and let him know I’m alive and hurting, but I’ll be fine. Decide to hang out in the room and recover and I’ll hook up later in the day. I go downstairs and grab some advil, water and a coffee and go back up and nurse my head for a while. I clear up and decide to go down to the RIO slots for a bit to wake up. I remember stepping into the elevator and for a spilt second thought I was gonna lose my cookies but it passed. I felt a bit queasy so I sit down at a money storm and put 20 bucks in to just play for a while until the coffee kicks in. Good call! My 20 bucks goes up to 70 with a nice spin so I cash out. Up for the day!
I grab the free shuttle and head over to Harrahs to cross over to TI via Mirage to put some points on my players card and visit Marty. If you have read my last TR, my hubby and I beat the snot out of a slot there we called Marty so I was sure to do it again this trip.
I grab a donut and coffee at KK, head down to Marty and make camp. It’s about 10:30? And I put 20 in. Marty says welcome back with a nice few spins and I’m up to start. Then I get a call from Mikey and they are heading over to the plaza for the poker tourney and see if I wanna catch a ride. I leave Marty prematurely but up and wait for the ghetto sled. I hop in and Bazootch is in so I finally meet him, Mikey Cyndi and I head over to the plaza.
A few people mention they are happy to see I didn’t get my stomache pumped and standing upright. I decide what the hell and sign up for the poker tourney. Get seated at table six with Rambill, Doc Al, and some others I’m sorry I forget the names but I hold my own for a while. Nothing major but a few small wins. At the break I finally go all in and get busted out. It was fun though and my first poker tourney so I’m glad I did it. It was a riot to see Don’s wife with the strippers to you shirt on. What a trooper! Everyone had fun and it was a huge success. Baz and guilt did a fine job and the plaza made it all go smooth.
After I leave the table I hang out for a bit watching a few major upsets and then meander over to a money storm machine. I put 5 bucks in and I swear to god the machine malfunctioned. I got the bonus spin and it can retrigger sometimes so you get extra spins. Well this thing retriggered must have been 15 times and it’s goin off. I lost count at about 34 and I’m up HUGE. I call hubby so he can listen in and he can’t believe it. I know slots are no big deal and it’s not huge money to most but to me it’s a big deal. It finally stops and all said an done final balance $155.00.. Nice! I run over to the gang at the poker tables and I’m beaming with happiness at my win. Cash in wander around some more and I’m just loving it. It’s a good day so far. Feelin a little hungry, I decide to go to ronnies for a cheeseburger and fries. With some food in me I feel good and hang around a while at the plaza while the tourney finishes up.
After to tourney that Rambill won.. WTG BILL!.. I kind of hang around waiting to see what everyone else is doing. Mikey invites me out for dinner with some others so I say sure. It’s gonna be a nice place and a great meal which I never do in vegas. I usually only manage to eat donuts, burgers and beers.. Anyway, We end up goin to the Palm in Ceasars. After the 2 mile walk from valet to the restaurant we are seated in the back private area. Damn fine place! It’s Mikey, Bazootch, Eddie B, Derek, Doc AL, Cyndi, George?.. sorry and his wife Marlicia? Again, I’m not sure of names so I apologize for screwing them up. Like a scene out of the flintstones there are some massive steaks being brought over. I had the pasta ( Such a girlie thing to do ) and It was delicious. I was startin to feel a bit tired after eating but managed to scrounge up some energy later on. Maybe it was the 13 coffees I had with dinner. It was a great time there. Listening to stories, eating great food with fun people. A super treat. Thank you Mikey!
Word got out that I was a dice virgin so It was decided that the gang needed to call me on it and hit the craps tables downtown.
Get downtown, I think we end up at Binions? Can’t remember for sure but we find a table. No wait, It was the Fitz I think.. oh well, I put my money down and anxiously await my turn. The table seems a bit cold.. maybe, what do I know. Two asian guys at the end who appeared to be from the Ice age held out and when I came up got a big toothless grin and shakin his chips with a seemingly creepy look.. I was scared..
Well, the dice came my way.. rolled a few, yaddy yadda yadda and then seven out.. I decided it was best I leave. We all gathered around a slot machine and tried to sort out our next move. I don’t really remember if we did any more gambling, but I stayed sober this night and started to feel tired. Knowing that the next day you are homeless in vegas for 12 hours tends to make one want to sleep so you can struggle through the last day.
End up getting back to the RIO probably around 1:30? Somewhere around there and well.. No sleep.. Nodda.. zip.. DAMN! …….
Finally, after a round of tossing, turning I had to check out. Like the last survivor, I stagger over to Mirage to drop my bag off somewhere I know they wont cared if I stayed and have it somewhere more central for pick up later that night. I cruise over to TI for donuts, coffee and some Marty time. I’m determined to make marty pay off..
A lady is playing him when I get there. I’m crushed. He’s goin off. Giving many credits to her. I sit down on the machine next and wait patiently for her to cash out. I’m slowly draggin out 10 bucks in this machine and on the phone to hubby saying whats worse. Not being in vegas playing your fav machine or sitting on the machine next to him watchin someone else steal the pot..
he said.. good question, just be nice to him and treat him well. Marty beat the snot out of me. Not one bonus spin. Lost 60 bucks quick. Finally got a nice spin with 4700 points and was technically up, but kept goin and busted out. I’m feelin the pain from the night before and It’s gonna be a long day bumming around vegas.. I’m about to curl up under a table in TI when Mikey calls. Side note, Mikey went out of his way to help me out, takin care of me and making sure I got places and had fun. I really appreciate that! Mikey and the gang are heading DT and want to see If I want to go. I say sure and hop in the ghetto sled and end up at the plaza. I run into Angy, patti and Sin and kind of join them at the hip ( sorry girls lol ) and tag along. I try to make at least one win but again, lost on the machines. It’s not a good day. We all head over to LVC and end up at the bar nursing some drinks. Rambill is there so he and I proceed to beat up some slots. It wasn’t working out. Bill leaves and us gals are sitting there. I’m totally wrecked and I couldn’t even muster up decent conversation. Feelin like a dork I just kind of sat around and people watched. Sin had to leave for the airport so we all watched her get in a cab and some tears were shed. I love this group! It’s nice to see people meet up, have fun and gain true friendships!.. Angie, patti and I end up goin to freemont and proceed to engage in tribal dance to the tune of Rob Thomas dancing up a storm. Go check on Baz in a tourney and I nearly pee’d my pants when Angie decides to go up to him and say “ Honey I need more money” Patti and I are on the side bent over in stiches and crakin up sayin shit like Honey, We’re on overtime you better win if you want more, or make sure you win so you can buy us dinner.. It was funny. More dancing on the street ( interpret that I did get a second wind ) and they decide I need to see Hogs and Heffers. A quick stop at Mermaids for some taster shots and we head over. By now I’m all geared up but lookin at my watch counting down the minutes before I have to depart. Have a beer at H&H and I call America west to see if my flight is delayed, okay hoping it is, but on hold for 10 mins @ 1.80 a minute I hang up. We get a couple pics taken, dance a bit and It’s time for Sticky to check out of MM3..Patti walks me over to the cabs and we hug and say goodbye. I say If I call in an hour it’s ON! And I’m gonna party hard. I watch Patti walk back as my cab pulls away and if those were tears I saw, I’m touched! My last few hours in vegas were awesome! Glad we hooked up girls and too bad we didn’t hang out more this trip.. NEXT TIME!
Get to the airport and it’s freakin chaos. I guess lots of flights were delayed so it’s hip to hip broken vegas patrons standing around. I grab a bite to eat, get comfy in a chair and wait.. wait.. wait some more.. Finally get to the gate and it’s delayed. SON OF A BITCH! I call angies cell and leave a message sayin hope your having fun, I’m stuck here blah blah blah. I did finally go to the little girls room and fell asleep at the wheel.. only a few minutes thank god and finally boarded the plane 40 minutes late. Flight home was choppy and the dork beside me was reading with the freakin light on so I didn’t sleep. Got home to see the snow dump we got, hit the bed around 6:00am only to be woken up 10 minutes later by my son. I checked out of takin him to school, I probably couldn’t have driven anyway and just couched all day until I mustered up the strength to write this while I remember most of it.
All in all, Fantastic time! I was nervous heading out there solo but everyone welcomed me and kept me in line. Had a great time, did many firsts for vegas and managed to even come home with some cash.. Thank you everyone! I hope to do it again.
I know I left out some details, Names etc but dangit, this is long enough..

k.. these attachments are too much for my brain to sort out but somewhere in here is a picture of the snow i came home to.

To sum it up, my first MM meet:
gettin off the plane with nothing but carry on is a must in vegas
having a bunch of text messages waiting is cool too
two fisting beers all afternoon is setting yourself up for a rough night ahead
playin poker and kickin @ss is fun
spending time with everyone and just trying to remember whos who is challenging but i loved it
gettin knocked out by a drink with BEAVER in it's name = priceless
beating the hell out of some slot machines is always a good time
I'll be back for the next one.
This is a great group of people! Thank you everyone!


Sticky OUT!

pic below is Magical Marty.. Only saw him once this time..

 

Nice report Sticky. It was great meeting you and everyone else on this trip. A great time was had by all.

 

Thanks so muck for the great read ..Would love to have been there....Thanks again

 

Hey Sticky, It's George, you almost got her name right. We're actually surprised you remembered it that well, it's Marlisha. Anyway, we had a blast, it was really cool meeting you. That dinner was just outstanding.

Mikey is a true class act, glad to hear that he was around to help you out.

Gotta love that snow, we leave here tomorrow morning for Phoenix after a final feast at the Peppermill. Hope to hook up with you again sometime.

-George

 

Dinner at Caesars ranks up there with the all time best times in town. Good people, good food, good times.

Thanks for the report, and thanks for hanging with us. It's like watching a midget, eventually, theres gonna be some fun.

 

You should know you were implicated in the lobster incident... fair warning.

Great that you could make it down for the festivities on such short notice, mark your calendar for next year...

 

wooooooooooops.. Forgot about that part....

I'll have you know, I loathe seafood!

Sticky

 

Great TR Wish I could have been there...but sounds like a great time!

- Kristin

 

Spicey Beavers, hmm.....sounds like some CB talk in Texas to me.

Great TR, Sticky!

 

Sticky it was great to meet you! Next time we'll actually try to have a coherent conversation...perhaps we should meet for breakfast so we aren't plowed when we see eachother!

 

It was tears .....I had a great time spending your last day/evening with u. Wish it could have lasted longer.

 

Great TR Sticky. I wish that I would have hung out with you some. I was really looking forward to meeting you & Marty this trip & we only met briefly at the Plaza. At least you made it to Angy's before you went TKO. My friends & I got back to our room around 6:00 from drinking all day downtown & all of us passed out until midnight. Stupid Irish Car Bombs.

 

Nicely done... It was good meeting you. Hope to chat with you more next time. Boy, does that snow looks cold!

 

Hey, girl, nice TR. It was great meeting you. You are so fun to hang with. Wish we could have spent more time cutting up...maybe next time

 

Sticky

Just checked out the photo link on your blog. There is some AWESOME work over there! VERY impressive!

What would I need to do to get a B&W print of that strip shot?

 

Bosco, and anyone else for that matter. If you would like a copy of it, I can email a ready-to-print 8x10 size. Just pm me with your email and I'll send it. I've given it to one person so far and was gonna leave it at that, but It is vegas and I would love to share with anyone here! Thanks for the interest!

Sticky

 

Nice report. I have to agree with your statement about having only carry on luggage. I've done it on my last three trips and it is really handy!!!