Vegas, Baby, Vegas!
I double down or hold with two aces?
Its another beautiful afternoon in DC and I just received yet another beautiful rejection letter. With just the right mix of apology, future hope, yet firm ‘No’ I can almost feel good about it. Almost.
No what I feel is sick to my stomach. This was a dream job, coordinating international development projects in the countries of the former Soviet Union, mainly the Caucasus’s, for a major nonprofit in downtown DC. And now it’s gone to yet another other candidate.
What to do? Cry? Yell? Pound my head against a wall? Drink till I forget? While those do sound mighty appealing right now, it’s not like me to wallow in self-pity. No when the going gets tough, Wayan gets going!
Going this time to Vegas, baby, Vegas!
Yes, with the little money and less skill that I have I’m off to Sin City on Sunday. I’m off to gamble with the best of them, ogle at the weirdest of them, and laugh with all of them.
I’ve collected a good number of tips and tricks, like taking only cash and leaving the credit and debit cards at home, always double down on a pair of aces, and never fold with a flush. Still, if you fancy yourself a card shark, or you’ve won at Vegas, do let me know. I’ll need all the ‘Lifelines’ I can muster.
Oh and don’t think I’m leaving you out of this adventure. Not only does my cell phone work in Vegas, unlike, say Uganda, I am also taking my newest toy. Thanks to Mamma Santa, I’m now sporting a Canon PowerShot S410.
With 4.0 mega pixels, which is 2.7 more than my last camera, you’ll be able to see the beads of sweat on my forehead as I try to bluff with a pair or the tears in my eyes when its called. See, I could use a schooling or two.
Wish me luck, or better yet, sponsor me!