My favorite Western moment is from about 2 years ago. I hit the bar for a beer and shot (it was only $3, but I'd give the bartender a $5 and you would have thought I dropped a $20 in the tip bucket).
I was the only persoa at the tables, playing some $3 BJ and in comes a rough looking local. Poor guy looked like he has not had a shower in about 2 weeks and was chain smoking Marlboro Lights.
There were at least 10 open seats over 2 tables, but this SOB sat down right next to me. Then he pulled out a WAD OF $100 BILLS! There had to be about 4 or 5 grand. He still played the table minimum and not a dollar more. I stayed and played for about 20 mins, but the smoke was killing me, and I was losing, so I left..
Ahhh.. I will miss that place..
marko..