It's Not All So Serious

It is a rare occasion in my life that things are so serious.  Serious moments don't make me uncomfortable.  They don't make me squirm.  I have nothing against them.

They can be boring.

Laughing is fun.  I like to laugh a lot.  So, I do.

I found plenty of time to have fun, but the serious seemed to take up all the room on the blog. Nobody has time, or the attention span, to read my days' sagas.  Keith Leedham doesn't even have time to remember his wallet on the way to Chick-fil-a.  That reminds me.  I love Chick-fil-a, and all readers (all 2 of you) should feel at liberty to send me gift cards as often as you see fit.  Just saying.

I've never been to Vegas.  I've never gambled.  I've never stepped foot into a casino.  I've never been handed a million dollars.  All of this used to be true.  I've now been to Vegas, gambled, and obviously stepped foot into a casino.  I'm still waiting on that million, though.

It was a glorious night.  It was almost as if I were born to win money.  Starting out with $40 in my pocket, I hit the roulette table.  The roulette table wasn't too hot, so I hit the black jack table with $20 in pocket.  Before sitting down I made sure to watch carefully.  I mean, I didn't want to look like an amateur.

All of my observance paid off...literally.  I sat down, got my chips, played like a champ, and left the table with $41 in my pocket.  Don't get your hopes up readers.  You're not off of the hook for Chick-fil-a just yet.

With my casino status rising, I took my first perk.  I walked up to the Pit Boss and asked, nay, demanded a deck of cards for my own collection.  That's right, I see what I want and go for it.  It sounded crazy at the time, but nothing was going to stand between me and my used casino cards!

At first Larry the pit boss was a little confused.  "You want what?  A deck of cards?"  Seeing it wouldn't be as easy as I thought, I pressed forward.  His confusion continued as well.  It turns out he was confused because I only wanted 1 deck of cards.  It also turns out they hand out used cards like candy.  Now, armed with my cards and my winnings, it was time to play my first slot!!

I won't get into the hairy details of my epic battle with the slots.  Let's just say I walked out of their in the black.  What will I buy first?

Walked in with $40, left with $40.02.  No. Big. Deal.