Well, you know how the old saying goes. And in this case, what happens to stay in Vegas is MY MONEY.

I’m a slots player. Not big on cards, although I do occasionally slip into a little Blackjack just for a change of pace. Last night, I went on an incredible run and ended the night up by $300. I started with penny machines, moved up to nickels and made a good profit, and then switched to the 25 cent machines where I made an absolute killing. I cashed out, knowing that my good luck couldn’t continue all night. I try to be smart like that.

Or at least I thought I did.

We had a 10-hour Affiliate Classroom LIVE training session today. It was horrendously long, but I learned a lot of good stuff and met some cool people (including Trish from PsPrint) We went to dinner at PF Chang’s, where I got the most disgusting seafood dish I’ve ever eaten: the shrimp in candied walnuts. It sure looked good on the menu, but what I got on my plate was far different than what I’d imagined. The best way I can describe it? It was like fried shrimp with ice cream, sugared walnuts and honeydew melons. Yeah, disgusting. I ate about a quarter of the plate and stopped because my stomach was hurting quite badly.

So I’m in a bad mood as we head to Caesar’s Palace, but I figured I’d do some gambling and lift my spirits. Over the course of four hours, I lost all my profits. I lost in slots, I lost in Blackjack, I lost in slots some more. I did, however, see Frank Mir working as a bodyguard at Pure; yes, the very same Frank Mir who will challenge Antonio Rodrigo Noguiera for the UFC Heavyweight Championship sometime this summer. That made my night a little brighter.

After losing all my money, I decided to walk back to our hotel. I did a little photowalking, which cheered me up greatly — I took about 300 shots, which I’ll sort through when I get back to Houston and post to my Flickr account along with everything I take during Affiliate Summit.

The good news is that I get to sleep in tomorrow, and then we move over to the Rio, which is where we’ll stay for the next three days. I probably won’t be gambling too much anymore; the thought of losing $300 makes my head hurt. We’ll be setting up our booth tomorrow and then doing a bit of the old networking, and I’m going to try to score some passes to the Shareasale party at the Palms Villa. I’ll be relaxing the rest of the day, most likely curled up in bed with the laptop and some work.

Now it’s off to sleep for this poor gambler.