The Itch

$42-51 - Las Vegas 4-Diamond Hotel on The Strip:   Monte Carlo

$89-99 - 4-Star Resort w/Spa Admission & More:    Treasure Island

$212 Roundtrip Direct Flight: NYC to LAS

Not only was I receiving tempting promotional offers in my email, but it seemed like everyone and their mother had a Vegas trip planned this February. The same month that marks one year since my last trip to Sin City. Put all of this together and I had myself one hell of an itch.

It's a good thing that Connecticut has two of the largest casinos in the world to help me scratch it. Well, as long as I could find someone else that was willing to partake in a bit of the excitement. Should be easy right? Back in college, all someone had to do was cough something that sounded like "casino" and there would be a car on the road within 30 minutes. But that was years ago. Now my friends are either asleep by 9pm or staying with their girlfriend after a busy day of going to the vet and having a cat spayed.

So there I was. Home on a Saturday evening, staring a night of Hulu in the eyes with my girlfriend out of town at a bachelorette party. Would it really look THAT bad if I headed up to Mohegan Sun by myself? Should I even tell people if I go? Should I lie and say that I went with somebody else? 

I realized that I was asking myself these questions for the wrong reason.  I wasn't uncomfortable with being in a casino alone. Heck, even when I go with a few buddies I typically found myself alone at a table. Instead, I felt uncomfortable with the prospect of what other people would think - especially if I lost. 

After a bit of self reflecting, I realized that I'm a 25 year old rock star (leg guitar) and rock stars don't stay in alone on Saturday nights. So I threw own a shirt, tie, and sports coat, grabbed a few lucky charms, and busted through the casino doors as if it were a Deadwood saloon. Moments later I found myself at a $15 dollar table, throwing back a few JDs, loving life. I must admit, though, that it's a humbling experience when you realize that counting cards isn't as easy as it looks. I wish I had my own Kevin Spacey to practice with. As the night went on my bets got bigger and my blood starting flowing faster. Nothing like an 11 to the dealer's 6 when you've got your largest bet of the evening on the table!

A couple hours later I found myself up a few bucks and had gotten my fix for the evening. But a new itch had surfaced! That extra cash was burning a hole in my pocket. It was time to spend. As soon as I stepped out of the casino I made reservations at my favorite restaurant for my girlfriend and I. After all, what good is a few extra bucks if your can't enjoy it with somebody else?

Gamble responsibly my friends, and remember to always put a 5 spot down on Lou Brown when you're throwing dice.

KLB