sick cold/fever dreams...

[whiskeytown]

I'm ill - high temperature...

I go to sleep and I'm back in Vegas - I manage to make my way to the Horseshoe, which inside looks like a church side room with some slots/machines - well lit - not what I expected.

I find the poker table in the corner (singular) - Doyle Brunson is there with Michael Jackson on his left and Quincy Jones to the left of him and his wife across - it's 2-6 spread limit but I can't play cause it's a 6 handed table like online. They won't let me sit in.

I find another table where I take 8 bucks and drop it all in vs Evelyn Ng who busts when her AJ doesn't hold up to my 8's - she goes and bitches to my coworker who drops in from out of nowhere, and she threatened before I leave to go across the street to the 4 Queens -

but I can't find the 4 queens - it's too dark - the Fremont St. Experience is blocking out the sun and I take a wrong turn...nothing looks familiar -

and I haven't even been drinking this week [img]/images/graemlins/grin.gif[/img]

RB