Years ago, on a trip to Vegas, you might claim to have seen Sammy, Frank or Dean. Or, maybe you stumbled across Elvis while getting middle of the night sandwiches.
Tonight we went to have the buffet at Belagio. While the gang waited in line, I snuck over to the poker room (much, much, larger than when I was last here) and spied Jennifer Harmon in one of the two ‘private’ rooms, playing Hold ‘Em.
If you don’t know who Jennifer is, don’t worry. If you do, you’ll be glad to know she looked her normal harried, worried self. I was unable to see the size of the stack in front of her.