[rageotones]

part 15

we get to the hard rock, and this is the first time i've been in the casino. i like the feel. we wander around for a minute until i spot a quarter bj machine. only pays even money for blackjack, but that's ok, bring on the drinks. i drop a couple bucks in, and i'm off.

so my buddy (MB) and his friend (HF) join in the action. HF isn't really in vegas to spend money, so he's all about the $.25 stuff. we order drinks, and i notice that HF has dropped a $20 in the machine.

soooo, what's up with the not spending money business?

anyway, he cashes out his money...i think he's right at 20 even, and he gets his little ticket thing.

after about 30 seconds, he decides he's bored, and he drops another $20 in.

"why didn't you use your ticket?"

"oh [censored], i didn't know i could use it, oh well."

so, another min goes by, and i hear, "WTF, i don't want to bet $20. i thought if i bet max, it's only be like $4."

"too late now," i say. "i guess you'd better win this one."

and we're off. he has 18, and the dealer shows a 9. of course, dealer flips over a face FTW.

i'm laughing at this point b/c he's pretty pissed about it. oh well.

so he puts in his ticket for the other 20. no big deal.

"WTF, i don't want to bet $20 again."

so i'm cracking up at this point. apparently, he hit a button, so it has another $20 bet going. he pushes all the buttons to try and cancel it, but can't. i give the call of death in, "well, i guess you'd better win this one."

"[censored]" and he hits deal.

19...that's good. dealer shows a T, and turns over....

face, FTW.

i'm cracking up at this point. so much for the free drinks. i don't know why this is so funny, but he's really pissed about the whole thing. maybe you had to be there.

anyway, we get our drinks, and i'm still finishing my second one from the [censored] bar at bellagio. MB says, hey, let's go play some real blackjack.

i'm only down like $6, so i'm cool w/that.

we go down and get on a green chip table as the drink girl goes by. HF is telling me to order him a beer, and so i'm seeing if she'll just get us 3 drinks for the 2 of us playing. she's kind of a bitch about it, and i still have 2 1/2's of drinks in my, so i just get him the beer while MB and i play a little bj.

the dealer is pretty cool. i go on a run again as MB looses again. he ends up having to pull more money out of his pocket and puts it on the betting circle. he actually wins, and ends up even. i leave up a hundo...looks like it's going to be a good night.

so we've had a few drinks, and pretended we're going to try and do the whole bar thing, and then it's like a wave of awareness smacks us all in the face simultaneously.

let's go to the strip club.