Thunderbolt & Lightning, Very Very Frightening

Man, I *really* want to post a nice long Monday morning update for everyone, something to kick off the week at work for everyone with ten minutes of goofing off instead of doing actual work, but I just don't have the strength.

I just got home from work, and my plan was to spend some quality time in the hot tub, because I am one tuckered out little trooper, having been dealing hight-speed blackjack all night (I was on three shoe games, and I was hauling ass for about seven hours straight). So my feet hurt, my arms were sore, and I was tired, looking forward to some quality soak time. But as soon as I got out of work, a huge lightning bolt cracked overhead as I was strolling across the roof of the parking garage, close enough to scare the bejeezus out of me, but far enough for me to raise my fist to the sky and yell Hah--You missed!

But it's raining pretty hard here at the ol' homestead, and that kinda puts a damper on the trip to the hot-tub. Maybe by the time I finish doing this post it will have cleared up for me enough to take a trip down there and relax a bit. I've been spoiled these past two weeks--sitting in the rice paddy all night long dealing Pai Gow, I forgot how much work it is to deal blackjack. But last night they made me work for my money. And I did well, dropping about $600-$700 worth of tokes.

I hope it's enough to help us crack the $150 mark, because it's been a dry month. But it's been tough all over Las Vegas this August. I've talked to all of my bartender and waitress friends from all over town, and everybody is hurtin'. I've got a friend who's a floor supervisor at Caesars, and she said on Friday night, she had live games in her pit for only two hours on swing shift--for the next six hours, the pit was completely dead. And that was at probably the busiest casino in Vegas!

I can't wait for Labor Day weekend and football season to start. Then maybe somebody will finally turn on the money faucet in this town.

Anyhow, it sounds like the rain has stopped and maybe I can trek on down to the pool. If I get a second wind, I've got lots of stories to tell.

Mikey

Update: Nope, going to bed... Hot tub was nice and I'm too tired.