my flight got in late last night and today at work i spent all day reloading drivers and software onto a new hard drive, to replace the one that froze up on me the day i left for vacation. so all i have time for today is one short story. i hope to have a full report of the trip posted by this weekend.

so, there i am, the last night of the trip, standing and swaying and shooting craps after having about 19 or 20 heinekens. at the craps table behind me, i think that i keep hearing the dealer calling out YO! after about 7 or 8 of these YO's! in a row i just have to take a look, as that's an awful lot of yo's in a row. right away i see the guy shooting the dice. he's got a body cast on up to his chest (both legs in cast), a cast on one arm and a metal neck brace. he's got his little rascal scooter behind him but he's actually standing up at the table and rolling the bones. anyway the stickman passes him the dice and he gets them in his hand and rears back and tosses the dice, OHHH!! he moans! it's not yo's i've been hearing, it's a bunch of oh's from the guy being in so much pain just from throwing the damn dice!!! everyone at the tables are laughing their asses off at the guy, but he's on a roll and he's not going to pass the dice. only in vegas can this kind of stuff be true!

tomorrow..... and don't forget about billy!