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() I had got up at about 7 or 8AM and started to drink beer and gamble, well at around 1 to 2 AM there i am still drinking beer and gambling with Aaron and Liz. I move to a black jack table with Mike C. and while im playing, Aaron says hes going to bed.
some time goes by and as im playing $50 a hand BJ, i hear my name called from above. I look up and say "yes god". I didnt get a reply and more pages are made for me on the loud speaker. I check my cell phone becuase anyone who knows me would call that if there was an emergency. I had no calls. I figure im not going to respond to the pages. Well then a security gaurd finds me and says "Are you Von" i answer yes and he says you need to come with me! I put all my chips im my pocket and say "Hey, i wasnt cheating or anything", he says no, we need you because your friend is hurt. Now im really puzzled. He takes me to a broken elevator with alot of staff. The area is roped off. Im led to the elevator and theres Aaron at the bottom(insert the "Twilight Zone" theme music here).
In my state at the moment im not being very good with the words im choosing so i ask "Aaron are you OK?" He gives me a look like you got to be kidding and says "Im great". I tell the security to get my wife and a little later Liz shows up. Liz during this trip could be the next poster child for Gamblers Anonymous. She asks what happened and after i tell her i send her to find Brian C. at the Splash Bar. She comes back and says Brian wasnt there but she brought back Neil, Doug, and Bryan. She then holds up her beer as if to say "cheers" then says if you need me ill be playing black jack(you have to forgive her, she was possesed).
"The Phone Call" was intresting, i call Aarons dad. I get the answering machine and after a few attempts i get him on the line. The call goes somthing like...
Hi you dont know me, im one of Aarons freinds. Well Aaron fell down an elevator shaft. Hes alive but hes pretty banged up. You want to talk to him?
So i have to lay on the floor to reach down and get the phone to Aaron.
After a few hours Clark County Fire Rescue gets Aaron out and loaded on the ambulance and we are off to the hospital. After several hours there he is told he will be there for at least 8 hours or more. I tell Aaron, im going to have to get back and we say good bye. I call the Riveira and i explain to the host my situation. She says she knows who i am. I ask for a ride back to the Riviera. She says i have to call a cab. I say are you kidding me, you wont even call me a cab? She says she cant do anything for me 
! I hang up on her and find a phone to call a cab myself! The cab picks me up as the sun in now coming up.
I get back to the Riveira about 24 hours after i started my beer and gambling fest. And there she is, Liz "Clark Grizzwald" McKenzie, still playing black jack and drinking a beer. I ask how did you do? She looks at me with a crappy grin and says not good. She was down quite a few 100s. At this point the sensable thing to do would be get her and go to bed. Oh NO, i buy in right next to her and order a beer. After we loose a $100 each we finally throw in the towl.
As bad as the situation was, i have quite a story from my first convention vacation. 
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