Fowldogg is going back to vegas nov 6th to 10th

We wander back to the Rio—man, this place was electric during the WSOP, but even now I dig it. They’re modernizing, yet it still feels like a time capsule.Brodster and I snag a sweet $3 craps table, each buy in for $100. Shooter’s a budget Guy Fieri—takes a full minute to set the dice. Lord have mercy. But the guy’s a wizard: hits six points, the All Small, and damn near the All Tall (just misses the 12). We bet like cowards and still walk with ~$150 each. Meanwhile, K-Man bleeds $200 at blackjack, can’t buy a win. Grandgrant hooks us up with coffee, J-Money lands, and we start the slow march to Aria.