Friday at around 2am in Las Vegas...

I'm sitting at the Black Jack table at the Luxor with $600 in chips, up about $500 from 3 hours prior, which was down a lot more than a few hours before that. What happened next is a tad ugly... ;)

Plop down $100 on the next hand. Dealt a 12 with the dealer showing a face card. Hit and Bust.
(Think to self: Damn! Gotta win that back quickly.)

Plop down another $100 on the next hand. Stand at 18, and lose to the dealer's 21.
(Think to self: Wow, kindof unlucky. Can't be unlucky that many times in a row. It's my turn!)

Plop down $150 on the next hand. Dealer has a Black Jack.
(Think to self: Down to $250? That went quickly!)

Scale back to $50, and double up on an 11. And I get dealt a 3. Lose the $100 to the dealer's 20.

About 10 minutes later, a few $50 bets, some wins, some losses, I hit $0.

Briefly considered cashing in more $$$ for chips, but I remember that I have a 7am flight to catch. I decide to head back to the hotel room to get some sleep, reeking of booze and cigar smoke, and feeling like crap.

Viva Las Vegas!