constant crises

i've started this post five times and ended up stumped each time on what to say. in other words, i'm still digesting my week in las vegas. it was a tremendous eye-opening experience to peer into the life of a professional poker player. much of it was good, some of it was bad, and some of it was just surprising. when i'm done processing everything that happened, i'll probably have something insightful to say about it, but for now i'm just sort of still confused not to be sitting at a table. i'll just say that it was a great experience with lots of interesting tidbits to mull over. and in reflection, it's not out of the question as a temporary profession.

that reminds me: if anyone is interested in starting up a weekly home game in the area, let me know. stakes are entirely negotiable. the catch? the game MUST be a mixed game, with at least five different games if hold'em is in the mix. the most fun i had playing poker the entire trip was playing a $6-$12 mixed game of Razz, Badugi, Stud Hi, 2-7 Triple Draw, Omaha Eight-or-Better, Hold'em, and Stud Eight-or-Better for six hours. hit me up if you're interested.

if this past week taught me one thing, it's that there are some really interesting ways to make a living out in this world. i'm not just talking about poker players and dealers either. as ivy and i stood in the taxi line at the venetian last night, we realized that the Taxi Dude (guy opening the doors) makes BANK. at a clip of around 3 cars per minute, he was being tipped around $240/hour. yeah, you read that right. not to mention that he was being paid to stare intently into female, um, eyes to ask questions as insightful as "can i take your bag?" and "where are you headed today, miss?"

so let's make that lesson #1 from vegas: if you're a single guy out there, you might want to pursue the taxi door-opening opportunities in las vegas. at best you can sneak in a smile. at worst you're cashing over $200/hour.

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