You'd have to be a turnip not to have seen that Pauly has posted his tips on surviving Vegas. If you're going to the bacchanalia, and haven't read these yet, stop being silly and go here. Read. Make notes. Take to heart. Especially numbers 2, 3, 11 and 12.
I have another to add. DO NOT set a professional bartender loose to create a cocktail for you unless you are prepared to face the consequences. I did, and the bartender at the MGM Sportsbook made me raspberry martinis in 4 different ways, each more creative and lethal than the last. The end result was a nifty bar tab, a stellar hangover and this moniker from Pauly:
There's lots of plans going around, but the best one I've seen is this from Otis:
I made lots of plans during my first WPBT gathering. I didn't know what to expect, and I wanted to make sure I met everyone and did everything. I even downloaded all the spreadsheets and schedules into my PDA. I tried to keep up with everything.
The result: $124 cell bill (fucking Canadian roaming charges for text messages!), a slightly panicked am-I-missing-something feeling, and the knowledge that the best times just kind of happened.
I took a much more relaxed approach to the last one I attended, and even while nursing a killer koff while surrounded by smokers, I enjoyed it much more. I'm looking forward to the fun, like I can't begin to tell you.
It'll be BIG FUN.
And while I haven't made any concrete plans, Hunny Bunny has. He wanted to have something to do on Saturday while we degenerates play poker (couldn't convince him to play, alas), so he's rented one of these for the day.
Am I jealous? You betcha.
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To those who read me via bloglines, yes, I usually know that a Kings over Sevens boat beats a Sevens over Twos boat. I got caught up in the creative process, and had a brain fart. Jules and Bayne pointed it out (thanks!), and I corrected it.
Now stop bugging me, Waffles.
I have another to add. DO NOT set a professional bartender loose to create a cocktail for you unless you are prepared to face the consequences. I did, and the bartender at the MGM Sportsbook made me raspberry martinis in 4 different ways, each more creative and lethal than the last. The end result was a nifty bar tab, a stellar hangover and this moniker from Pauly:
There's lots of plans going around, but the best one I've seen is this from Otis:
Play poker during the day. Have fun at night.Simple. Classic. Flexible. Purrfect.
I made lots of plans during my first WPBT gathering. I didn't know what to expect, and I wanted to make sure I met everyone and did everything. I even downloaded all the spreadsheets and schedules into my PDA. I tried to keep up with everything.
The result: $124 cell bill (fucking Canadian roaming charges for text messages!), a slightly panicked am-I-missing-something feeling, and the knowledge that the best times just kind of happened.
I took a much more relaxed approach to the last one I attended, and even while nursing a killer koff while surrounded by smokers, I enjoyed it much more. I'm looking forward to the fun, like I can't begin to tell you.
It'll be BIG FUN.
And while I haven't made any concrete plans, Hunny Bunny has. He wanted to have something to do on Saturday while we degenerates play poker (couldn't convince him to play, alas), so he's rented one of these for the day.
Am I jealous? You betcha.
****
To those who read me via bloglines, yes, I usually know that a Kings over Sevens boat beats a Sevens over Twos boat. I got caught up in the creative process, and had a brain fart. Jules and Bayne pointed it out (thanks!), and I corrected it.
Now stop bugging me, Waffles.
Amen about those MGM sports bar drinks. $9 for a Gin and Tonic??? But that was the absolute stiffest G&T I've ever drank.