Room 1313 in Las Vegas
I spent (pun intended) a few days in Vegas at the end of June. Arrived around 11:30 PM on Thursday, June 26th and left Monday morning on June 30th. I went with three of my high school buddies. One lives in Las Vegas. Another lives in Seattle. The third friend and I are living in Hawaii.
This is our second trip together. Six years ago, we all went to Lake Tahoe for our 40th birthdays (now you know how old I am). It was a memorable trip, as we enjoyed skiing, gambling and partying like we did in our younger days.
After a pleasant flight to Las Vegas, things turned a little ominous. We checked into the Orleans Hotel. The hotel front desk girl handed me my room key and said: “You’re in Room 1313.” I looked at her in disbelief. There’s a 13th floor in a Vegas hotel? And a room No. 13 on the 13th floor? I had quick thoughts about asking for a different room, but decided not to be superstitious.
I should have asked for a different room. Prior to this trip, I have never lost money every single night of gambling. On this trip, I lost every night. Even my favorite game, blackjack, was letting me down. I didn’t win any time I sat at the blackjack table. Darn room No. 1313!!
Other than the gambling, the trip was very enjoyable. My friend from Seattle is not a big gambler, so we made time to do other than gambling activities (My other two friends on the other hand, are major poker fiends — playing until the sun comes up in the morning.). On Saturday, we went to an indoor electric go-cart track. You may not think an electric cart can go very fast, but these carts zipped around at 35-40 mph. Good fun!
We also went golfing on Sunday. Nice course, but the temperature was 107 degrees! My poker friends were hurting after staying up all night drinking and playing poker.
One of our other friends drove up from the San Diego area to join us for Friday and Saturday night. It was like old times again — just having a good time with the boys.
We’re already thinking of our next trip. Maybe for our 50th birthday?
Surfing, Softball, Parenthood and Auto Insurance
Wassup!?!?!
I was stuck on what topic to write about in my first ever blog post. Surfing, softball, parenthood and auto insurance may not seem to have anything in common to you. But for me, they’re all a big part of my life (though not necessarily in that order).
Well, surfing might have been the most important thing the last few days! It was nice to have a pretty good south swell before the traditional Mother’s Day swell, which typically starts out the summer. Unfortunately, I didn’t get out in the water until Friday and Saturday, when the swell was petering out. My brother caught Shark Country in Ewa on Wednesday. He said it was really good — and no crowd.
I’ve been playing softball on Sundays at the Kahala field for around 15-20 years now. So long, I can’t even remember when I started in the league! I’m not one of the best players, but I enjoy it! When I was younger (in my 20s), I played a lot more often. Nowadays, once a week is enough.
I have two wonderful (most of the time) daughters. They are 8 and 5. Parenting sure changes everything in your life. I think a part of it is realizing the responsibility you have to bring up well-behaved kids. My own parents tell me I’m too strict with my daughters. But who do you think I learned parenting from? I don’t get it. I’m like the bad guy to my daughters and my parents. What’s up with that?
What the heck does auto insurance have to do with any of this? Well, I sell insurance so I know a lot about auto insurance. If you want to know what’s covered and what’s not covered under your auto insurance policy, just let me know.
