That guy and his friends will have a story they’re going to tell til they croak. Sometimes we get so wrapped up in the comings and goings and the business side of the Strip that we forget that stuff like this is what makes Vegas like no other place.

Close is close to magical. Those close calls keep the dream alive, too…

One of my coworkers jokingly asked me to put five bucks on 17 Black for her. I get to Vegas, I go around having a grand time as always, then while I was on my way to the Strat’s observation deck and rides, I remembered my friend. I got a $5 chip, and put it on 17.

The wheel gets a spin, the ball launches. I’m amazed how much longer the ball takes to land when you have money on the table. It bounces off a couple of canoes (thanks for recently telling me about that terminology), heads for the wheel proper, and bounces around, right into…

25 Red. Right next door to the 17. SO DAMN CLOSE!

I see it as getting a fun story for $5.