Well, I woke up this morning and thought to myself, "what am I going to do today? Hmmm, maybe I'll take a Southwest flight to and from Vegas".
So I booked a roundtrip flight leaving at 11:30 AM and a departing flight (this was to and fro Burbank) at about 9:00 PM. The cost was about 285.00.
I arrived at 12:45, went to Mandalay, lost 600, and then went to Bellagio and lost 400. All in a days work.
By the way, on the flight home, Pauley Shore sat in seat next to me (actually I had the window, then there was an empty seat, and the MTV icon had the aisle seat). I didn't say anything because I'm not starstruck, in fact, no one said anything to him. But man, he was ultra nervous at takeoff--he wasn't fidgety, but he sat up straight, closed his eyes, and was doing some deep breathing. And here I was gawking at the window admiring the disappearing Las Vegas skyline with awe and fascination. But he eventually settled down. He just kept to himself all flight.
But back to Vegas. I quit at 1000 and sat in the Bellagio buffet from 5 to 7 and ate while doing the NY Times crossword puzzle (and yes, I went stag. In fact, I prefer going stag to Vegas most of the time because no one's there to jerk me around, besides of my small circle of friends, I'm the only degenerate).
I plan on going to the Mirage in two weeks to take advantage of the 88 dollar room deal for Sat and Sun I was offered as a "valuble" Players Club member.
Good job of finishing ahead Jeff.