AC Baby!

Atlantic City, that is.

A group of us decided to take a trip up to AC Monday for a little gambling and a little fun. We stayed outside of the city in a Comfort Inn which helped knock off about $200 on the room. We were not planning on staying in the room much, anyhow.

Our first order of business was the Borgata Buffet. This buffet is worth every penny. The food was superior to any other buffet I have ever had. There was plenty of quality seafood, pasta, Chinese, and good ole' American entrees that would tease every mood you may have when at home and trying to decide what to eat. This was so great, because you could walk back to your table with every option piled high. Needless to say, our eyes were bigger than our stomachs. However, who could resist a couple plates of Borgata dessert and Borgata Gelato!

I ate so much, I had a headache for the rest of the evening. Oh man, what a great headache it was.

As we started to walk out of the Buffet, we decided to hit the main strip and try our luck at the cheaper tables. Haha, let's not deny the fact that most of us working at See Jee Aii ain't making enough to afford the $25 or higher tables.

We walked in like high rollers into Caesar with our American Eagle cargo shorts, target flip flops, and printed tees. Clearly we took the connecting bridge to another fine establishment. You may have heard of it, Wild, Wild West. The fake wooden waterwheel exudes riches beyond your wild, wild imagination. In addition, there was a donkey statue near the water of the wheel. I proceeded to say in my best Mexican accent (you heard me right), "Burrrro!" I was embarrassed and pleased to say that the Latin family standing right next to me didn't turn to see who was faking a Mexican accent screaming out donkey.

Our first victim was this dealer that had to be new to gambling and math. She worked at a snail's pace and 2 + 2 does equal 5 in this casino. She had to be corrected by the players a number of times. It went something like this:

Dealer has 17
Jack Bauer has 18
Dealer proceeds to take Jack Bauer's chips
Jack Bauer must educate Dealer that 18 is higher than 17 and the chips stay.
Jack Bauer reminds Dealer who Jack Bauer is and to not let it happen again or she will be placed in Federal custody for terrorist behavior.

Well, as some of group was being killed softly by the Blackjack dealer, C Yeah and Lil' Jon headed over to the roulette table to show everyone how it's done when betting on numbers. Between the two of them, they came out around $300 ahead! That's pretty damn good for roulette in one hour of play. Lil' John could've played it cool and said he knew what he was doing, but he accidentally mentioned that he left his betting chips on number 26, while it hit three times in a row! I am rich, biyaatch!

I myself played a very important role in the evening of gambling. I was the chickenshit daredevil. I bounced between the Blackjack table and roulette table watching and encouraging those playing to win. As I encouraged those playing, I vicariously played their hands either saying to myself, "I would've been up if I had that hand or damn, I am glad I didn't play." It was a tough job, but someone had to do it.

However, after my endless role playing, it was time to take a breather and walk the plank, matey! Atlantic City has really cleaned up the boardwalk. It isn't shady any more. I only saw two hypodermic needles! Way to go Jersey. They had this Beach Bar that was right off the boardwalk and the music was jammin'. Apparently, it was noticeable that I wanted to go dance, because I was making a fool of myself and those innocent bystanders near me. Sorry, C Yeah. It's not the good kind of dancing either. Come on, you all know the typical white guy dance where the arms and knees do more moving than Uhaul does in a year.

Well, the rest of our crew were mentally beaten down by playing math teacher to their Blackjack dealer and decided to join us on the boardwalk. Our evening of play was over and it was time for some french fries and apple pie from McDonald's. High Rollin', baby!

As quickly as we rolled into AC with our dashing good looks and bankroll that can choke a donkey, we quickly departed with our overstuffed, haggard looks and bankroll that now can only choke a mouse. Ah, gotta love AC for what it does to the mind and body. Good times.

Our next point of interest was an exciting one for me. We planned on heading into Philly to have some seriously authentic Mexican food. I am serious peoples, this establishment was straight out of Mexico and the food was the best Mexican I have ever had on the East Coast. Every time I go to Philly now, I will pay a visit to La Lupe's next to Pat and Geno's. Superb.

The point of going to AC was two-fold. We were there to lose our ass and lose a friend. Ok, a little dramatic. C Yeah was on her way to New York City for permanent relocation and a kick ass job that inspires most of us to quit our job to do what we always wanted to do. However, our final departure from Philly was a sad one, because we left her behind since she was going the opposite way...this time. Jeanne had to say her goodbye quickly, otherwise C Yeah would have been drenched.

Now we have a reason to visit NY! Rooooad Trip!

Hillary Duff is singing in AC late August, any takers? haha. Personally, I will hold out for more talent, like Ashlee Simpson. ;)

Hope everyone enjoyed their Fourth of July!