August 29 is Jimmy Buffet Day. If it was the 30th, I’d have celebrated with a limited edition collectors cup at Margaritaville. I’ll stop in the next day and try to buy a remainder cup.
Discarded shirt in bathroom stall. There was also an incident in which a man was reported after being caught in the women’s room. I walked into the men’s room -and there was a woman. After they extracted the man, he yelled that his girlfriend was in the other bathroom. Apparently they got mixed up. Security dealt with both. This place is a far cry from Sinatra’s headlining days.
I returned to Resorts a conqueror after my Marina moolah session, highlighted by a max quad Aces. Out of curiosity, I stopped in at the HL room and checked the machine I played before exiting for lunch and Harrah’s. This was the last played hand of BP. Identical to my Harrah’s Aces hand, down to the spare King. Resorts really should have bestowed this upon me this morning and saved me the seventy five cents I burned on a jitney trip. But they rewarded the guy across from me. He probably nailed this too. What are you going to do?