Lee Davy continues his World Series of Poker diary entries with news of a broken air conditioning unit, why he wants to kill people when standing in lines, and a cash in The Colossus.

We don’t have air conditioning in the UK. You open a window. I open a window in Vegas and a black widow, or a scorpion crawls in and kills me as I sleep. So I don’t open the window. This pisses my wife off, because for the past week we haven’t had a working air conditioning unit in our condo.

Living in the stifling heat presents a few issues. The worst one being the urge to rip your wife’s head off, scoop out her brains, and use it as a decorative fruit bowl. I haven’t killed her yet. I’m waiting for the black widow to get the job done.

This is why I’m so annoyed that I have spent most of my time in Vegas waiting in lines. I expected it at the airport. I didn’t expect it inside the Rio. It’s been well documented that people have been waiting in lines for several hours, either to register or be paid. I decided to be cute. I waited until the line was only 10-people long. It still took me 40-minutes to be dealt with. Where is my wife? Where is that spoon?