I spent the week in Vegas for March Madness.  When I went in college, I was always blown away by the might and awe of Vegas.  Anything was possible in Vegas.  They built a mini-New York in Vegas…with a freaking roller coaster.  But now that I’m older and more skeptical, Vegas has lost a lot of its polish.  It seems that Vegas is frequented by one of three types of people:  college students, seniors, and white trash.  I’m not in college, I’m not old enough for social security, and I don’t live in a trailer park.  What happened to all the glamour and the glitz in Vegas?  Where did all the beautiful people go?  And it’s not just the tourists…it’s the dealers.  I remember dealers used to be young, hip people…kids taking a year off school.  Or really hot girls.  Now…most of the dealers are pudgy old men, with thinning hair, missing a percentage of teeth, covered in tattoos…and more than likely a registered sex offender.  And you can’t find a table for less than $25.  I don’t mind betting $25 per hand…but when I’m more afraid of the dealer than losing, then something needs to change.  But maybe Vegas was always like this.  Maybe I’m just older and wiser.  I still lost $200…so maybe I’m not that much wiser.