I waltzed into the room on Wednesday, started on a break, dealt 15 minutes of a $15-30 H and it was breaking down. They were ready to combine tables. So…I looked around the room, knowing if I stayed I’d be dealing one up, one down, and sitting dead spreads (and yes, I’d already signed the E/O)…time to escape. Kamell let me go and gave me the big X (excused) for Thursday night. Now that I’ve had all this time off, it should be time for me to get ready to deal. Maybe Aruba will find me burning and turning instead of looking for the escape hatch in the form of an E/O. Time will tell. I figure to let Suzie know – immediately – that if she needs me to work I will. But if she wants to send someone out into the night, I’m the girl to look for.

Before I left the room, some of the high limit kids were just cranking up a game in Bobby’s Room. Chip R., Phil I., Barry G., and I believe David G. If it was David, he had his back to me and I didn’t take the time to scope him out.

The Poker Drought in Vegas is about over. Summer is always slow – too many reasons to go into right now – but it’ll be cranking about the time I clock in on Monday, the 10th of October. Festa al Lago will be well underway and we’ll be slamming out cards while the jamming is running hardcore and maxed out at all the tables.

This may be my last post from the shores of the good ol’ USA for about 12 days. Then again, we do have a layover in Miami and if there’s time, and my cell connects to the Internet via computer, I may shoot something off there.

ETD (estimated time of departure) – about five hours. ETFFTB (estimated time for fun to begin) – right now. I’m on holidays. Too of my favorite lunitards are traveling with me. It just don’t get any better than this. We expect to deal poker, drink, sleep a little, deal more poker, drink, sleep…you get the picture. Except this kid still has a date with the beach in the early a.m. so the boys may have to party on with out me. Oh well…their loss.