UWSWSOP: The Jury is Out -- Day 4
joshzero
After waking up early again, I sit around reading worthless Card
Player articles. Once everybody woke up we checked out the Bellagio
(the Belladge as Robert got us all calling it), but the lists were
insanely long. Greg and I watch some guy betting $5000 a hand a
blackjack, which was awesome, but eventually decide to head back to
the Mirage. I sit down around 4pm at the $20-40, and get up about 3
hours later, $200 lighter. We all convene at Outback Steakhouse (this
is very unusual, since we've gone to the steakhouse in Circus Circus
for the last 5 years) at around 8 o'clock. We are the most obnoxious
13 person party you've ever seen, and after we order, immediately
start gambling on the bill. Dave takes the atrocious bet of over $650
with me, for a paltry $20. (don't ever bet more than $X if you set
the over at EC-X, where EC is your estimate for the expected cost!
Dave wouldn't hesitate to order 13 desserts if it meant he could break
even and make me buy everybody cake and ice cream.) The bill was
under $400, so I collect. HOOOOoooo!
After dinner we all go back to the Mirage, and I sleep off the huge
amount of food I've just eaten. Woke up at 2AM when Dave called me,
and asked how I lost all my money? What?! No one had seen me in the
last three or four hours, and some rumor had started up about how I
lost two grand or something. When I met up with everybody back
downstairs in the casino I showed John Bacon my bankroll, and with a
glance he sized up my bankroll, and told everyone that I had "two,
two-five, easy" still in my pocket.
We played a little blackjack, and I watch as Peter split 9's against a
dealer's 10 with a $20 bet out(-29% compared to -17.1% if he just
stands) Funny shit. We all take off (sans Wayne, who is playing, and
won't pry himself loose from the $6-12 seat) for some blackjack
adventures downtown. What an adventure. If you haven't been downtown
at 3AM on a Saturday night, I suggest you go only if you want some
peace and quiet. The place was devoid of life, and we wander around
aimlessly, until some drunk middle aged couple gave us something to
make fun of. They yell at us to come over, and guess the over under
on our average age to be 22. We politely tell them that they are
about 4 years off the mark, and then they start pointing at our faces
and asking us where we are from. This amuses us and them for about 10
minutes until we decide to leave. Everyone else starts playing craps
and I wander alone into one of the clubs to play some double deck. I
figure, what the hell, and play at a quarter minimum table. I'm only
betting $25 a hand for the first 5 minutes, because the deck is always
negative. Then Korean dealer gets in the box, and starts giving
himself 10's up almost every hand. Sometimes the count would get a
little positive, like +1 or +2, so I'd have $50 out, but he'd always
win. For the last 3 years or so I've been studying Korean, so I say
to him, "Nohmu chal he-yo," which means "you are too good," but he
just nods once, and silently takes my money. 20 minutes later I'm
down about $300, and decide I've had enough. I meet back with the
others, who all drive to a strip club to take our friend Peter to see
some boobs.
Now, I think this bit is detailed in Dave's trip report, so I won't
cover it again here. But suffice it to say, it was a weirdly funny
and surreal time.