Ok, well Dan's been reading Casino Player and I casually peruse it but the first thing I noticed this month is how much the people on the front look like us in that weird kind of "if we were ever casting our characters in a TV miniseries" kinda way. I guess I'm trying to say this is the Crest commercial version of me and Dan right here.
Next thing I noticed (because Dan opened it up and said look at this) was the article about Trump Taj Mahal Casino on page 145. It looks seriously posh, but there is a nightclub that is seriously... well... let's just say not. It started out good, first of all I would totally visit a night club called the Casbah with big pink words proclaiming Rock the Casbah written in neon across the bar, but then I saw the picture. Either Trump's hired some Nihilist to wonder about and cool up the place or this is the most pathetic disco ever suddenly making it a must see.
Ok, we shall zoom in so you can all see the shiny silver pants on the... ehem... person making the funky disco face next to the girl walking like an Egyptian in her snake skin camel toe huggers.
Um yeah, go ahead click on the picture; look at this train wreck up close. I was already planning what to wear to this bastion of bad taste and everything Trump when I realized it's in Atlantic City NJ. My wedding reception thwarted by proximity problems - damn.
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I'm secretly in love with Dieter. The photo is stolen from google and then photoshopped by yours truly. We can put anything on his shirt "Coca Cola", "I love Erin", "If Dieter voted he would vote Democrat!" as long as Mike Meyers doesn't raise a stink and sue me.
I need more practice, I'm telling you - Vegas will be getting a larger portion of the Tot budget than I would like, I just know it! I've forgotten all of the rules your Cougar taught me during our fateful night of the tornado.
Always split 8's is all that I have retained.
I'm just going to give Dan all my money and sit by the pool, waiting for my payout.
Thank Goodness for blogging. I went back and found my post "The Harrowing Tale of Blackjack and the Tornado" and found Dan's rules.
2’s & 3’s to 3: If the dealer is showing a 2 or 3, hit until you have at least 13, then stay.
Double Down’s: If the dealer is showing 4, 5, or 6 double down 7, 8, 9 or 10. Always double down on 11.
Splits: Never split an “F”; four, five or face. Always split 8’s, as long as the dealer isn’t showing a 9 or 10.
16: Sixteen never wins. Unless the dealer is showing a 4, 5 or 6 ALWAYS hit.
Insurance: NEVER buy insurance unless you just bet every dime in your arsenal and don’t have a way home if you lose.
You'll get it.
Or die trying.
Oh my God!! Hee hee .. that disco photo is killing me!!! Ha ha!! Oh, shouldn't laugh at the sad people really, but hee hee .. they do look funny! I only hope that on the night that photo was taken they were having a bad taste '80s night. I would dearly LOVE to see someone live and up close doing the Egyptian dance with asp print trousers on.
WTF!
OK, your comment about the photo did not clarify if the person on the left is male or female? Looks like a dude's face and stomach, but with boobs?
But maybe it's not that black and white of a thing...
I know!
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