- It rained, and I was sick the whole time with a bad cold.
- I had amazingly good luck with craps using a progressive come-bet system. At one point I was betting on an extremely hot shooter, the table was packed, and Bob came up behind me to see what was going on. The point was four, and everybody was yelling, "Come on, Little Joe! Little Joe!" Finally, the shooter rolled his four, everybody at the table cheered, I turned around, and Bob, with his typical deadpan expression said, "Joe?"
- Bob and I went to see George Burns at Caesars Palace. Just before we left for the show, I found Bob at a blackjack table with Mike Stefanidis.
Mike said, "Bob's been thinking about betting $100.00 on one hand."
I said, "Come on, Bob, we gotta get going."
So, Bob put down his $100.00 bet. He was dealt two face cards, and the dealer had a 5 up, so we started to congratulate him. Then the dealer turned over a 6. Her total was now 11. In a cruel move, the dealer drew a card from the deck and looked at it without showing us. Then she looked at Bob and frowned. We all held our breath prepared for the worst, and she turned over an 8: total 19. Bob won his $100.00 by a hair.
- Mike James, Ken, and I walked over to the Tropicana and each lost $100.00 in about five minutes all playing different games. I swore I would never step foot in the Tropicana again, a promise I kept about as well as any other gambler would have.
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