Texas No Hold 'Em.... posted 9/23/2008 12:17:22 PM | 0 kudos what's this?     report abuse tagged: las vegas , poker, texan, romance

Gary51hwd

I'm no a big gambler. When I do play, Texas Hold 'Em is my game. Some people say Blackjack is your best chance at winning, but with Hold 'Em I can look at you and tell by what's on the table, or on your face, or not, what the skinny is. One of the secrets to the game is knowing when to fold and when to stay in. You gotta be in to win, but if you try and chase straights and flushes, or depend on turns and rivers to win, you won't.
Anyway. The game should be played with six or more people at the table. On this particular night there were only four of us left. Myself, Ling who was just in from Taiwan, a bodybuilder guy named Roy, and a pretty little thing from Texas named Leah Anne, who wanted to be called L.A..
We had just taken a five minute bathroom break and ordered drinks, and were engaging in a little pitter patter back and forth.
"So how do you like Vegas, L.A."? Roy inquired.
"I'm having a great time, but my girlfriend is depressed and sits in the room half of the day", she rolled her big green eyes.
"Maybe you girls should come down and see my show, I'll comp you", he threw out there.
Oh, you're an entertainer"? She squirmed.
Now, for those of you who aren't from Sin City, this is the second oldest trick in the book. Make the out of town girls a "special guest" at your venue, buy them a dinner or a few drinks, and maybe even mention them over the mic, or point them out to the audience. A sure fire way to score some tourista 'tang....
Ling piped in "Are you from the "Thunder Down Under" review"? "Because you have that super body, unlike me".. He giggled through his specs.
"Naw, screw those wannabes, I'm a Chippendale"! He flexed in some kind of signature way, as a sign of superiority.
"Oh really"? I asked.
"Which one are you, Chip or Dale"?
L.A. burst out laughing, the dealer shuffled her feet, nervously, and Ling didn't get it.
Roy slowly firmed up his jaw and squinted at me ever so tersely.
"So what do you do Mr. Comedian"? He sneered.
"I'm an A/V tech, wildlife photographer, and rock musician", I shrugged.
Roy laughed, "Aren't you a little old to be a rock musician"?
L.A. shot him a disapproving glance.
"Yeah, I am", I smiled.
Ling. "Can we continue play"?

Two hours later the game broke up. Roy was broke, Ling was broke, I was down about $600, and L.A. was holding all the chips.
"Never play Texas Hold "Em with a girl from Texas", she quipped, with a toss of her head.
Roy made one more pass.
"Here's my card, give me a call when you want to see the show".
"Yeah, I'd love to get my friend out of the room one night".
She looked at me.
"Wanna go get a beer and some breakfast, Gar"?
"Sure, we can go to Bill's, it's right across the street" I nodded.
"Join us Roy"? She was gracious. "Ling"? "I'll pay"!
Both men looked dejected and very unhappy with the idea of this little filly buying them breakfast with their own money.
"No thanks", they both chimed simultaneously.

Later on, after a good breakfast and about four beers, we sat on deck chairs at the Bally's pool.
"You're a cool guy Gary".
"And you are a Texan through and through", I smiled.
"Yup", she leaned over and kissed me lightly on the cheek.
"See ya later tonight at the tables"?
I paused, thinking. "Naw, I gotta work".. I lied.
She slid me her card. "I'll be here all week, maybe another sunrise together"?
I nodded and winked, stretching and jiggling my car keys.
"Sure", and walked off slowly.

Another night in Vegas.
"God I love this town", I thought. "I'll sit down with her on her last night in town and get my money back, and more", I laughed.

Then I headed on home and passed out watching the news.

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