I was hoping to be refreshed from our little gambling getaway. Didn't exactly go as planned. Hubby got a speeding ticket on the way down there. 86 in a 70. Ouch. The cop said he clocked us doing 84 then by the bottom of the hill we were doing 86. Such a nice guy to write the ticket for 86. Hubby took the honest approach stating he thought he was doing 80. It was kinda a pisser because he was at the bottom of a hill and hidden behind the cement support of an over pass. There was also an older truck with trailer driving next to us and speeding away from us. His speed limit was 60. Sometimes I think that he may have skipped the old beater for the purty Lexus.
We joked about turning around right then because of our luck. We trudged onward. I did pretty terrible at the tables. I lost everything I took to gamble with. Hubby played in a WSOP Circuit event. He had the honor of playing with Ron Jeremy's brother, George. (He looked a lot like him, except heavier. I can't find any info online so I can't confirm.) and
Leif Force. (he had no beard or hat at the game though.)
Hubby finished 45th out of 300 something. Not too bad. Unfortunately, payouts didn't start until 36th place. Oh well, better than last time. He was 280 something. Hah!
Okay, supposed to be doing homework. Didn't sleep enough there, crammed and took a final before going down, haven't had more than 6 hours of sleep in any night since getting back. Pooped.