WOW! We made a really good decision by going over my bowling team's house for Thanksgiving. They had quite the spread, the food was delicious and they went out of their way to make us feel very welcome and comfortable. A good time was had by all. My dad's birthday was on Thanksgiving this year and they made him a cake from scratch, we sang to him and they even went out of the way to buy him a greeting card and an American Express Gift Card was tucked inside. It was so sweet! Much better than going to a casino - that's for sure.
I met up with the gang later on that night for a fun time at the Bellagio and I took tons of pictures so I'll have to post those later.
I have to say, the strip was freaking packed this weekend! With the economy the way it is, I wasn't expecting the massive amounts of tourists that were here. I was on the strip a couple of time this weekend and I regretted going there every single time. Traffic was a nightmare.
I played some 1 - 3 No Limit Hold em at the Caesars Palace on Saturday with my friend David and I ended up breaking even, but I actually intended on playing in the 3 p.m. Tourney and it was full by the time I got there. Annoying! I was planning on getting there at like 1:30 but because the traffic was SO BAD on the strip, I ended up sitting through the fucking light to turn into Ceasar's about 10 times. I'm not kidding you.
These rude ass mother fuckers on Las Vegas Boulevard block the turn lane, so when my light turned green for me to turn into the parking lot, I couldn't get through the fucking traffic on the other side because they kept blocking out path. It was the most annoying experiences of my life. I wanted to tear my hair out. I was laying on the horn, my blood pressure was at an all time high and I was so frustrated. I was tempted to just leave my car in the middle of the road and walk across the street. I didn't do that though because I sort of need my car.
Yesterday I went to the rent's house for dinner and played with the cutest puppy in the world. He has a little biting fetish. He really likes to bit your shoes and your pants and your fingers and anything else he can get a hold of. Hopefully he'll grow out of that.
Another Monday is upon us and I think I can speak for everyone when I say "YUCK".