just got back from vegas after 3 days, comped at Bellagio but didnt gamble much there - worst BJ options on earth - lots of 6-to-5 BJ, hitting soft 17, CSM's - all for the $10 sucker tables with the next level basically being $100/hand two deck and nearly zip in between. The pit stooge scoffed when I told him the game I wanted ($25 min, S17, 3/2 BJ etc.) and let me know he doesnt even get excited until he sees $10,000 per hand. He didnt know I was an invited guest and that drove $3,000 worth of my action over to Caesars - thanks for the room Bellagio, nice hotel if you want my action tell your pit monkeys not to speak next time.
...Meanwhile, at Ceasars, Renzy's front count said the shoe was good and it just got better as I continued using his ten/ace tracking and basic strategy. in a moment of weakness I over bet a hand after seeing two hands (5 players) of all tiny cards. The cut card has popped out and I have a pair of 3's to the dealers 5 up and I know like nobody at the table that there's a 10 under it. Forced to split I draw an 8 on one and double it but get a stiff hand with a suprise tiny card. Second hand draws ANOTHER 3 so I resplit. I almost unimaginably end up with all three hands being stiff and 4 times what was already a too large bet ($300). So there is my $1200 on the table and its the last hand of the deck, dealer pulls the ten out from under the five - fifteen thus far, right on cue, now for the monkey sandwich, just pull that other ten out of the shoe so I can act astonished please mr. dealer man, here comes card number 3 and oh look its a 6 - house has 21, everyone at the table screams in collective agony for me and two players as well as the blushing dealer all start screaming "you did everything right!!". Yes I did do everything right, righter than they know except for one thing - I bought a $1200 lesson in bet sizing that I wont EVER forget.