Roomate and I went to the Indian Casino, Cache Creek, this Friday night and we ate like hungry dogs at the buffett--man was it rocking! They say the casinos are all having a hard time of it now because of the price of gasoline and because folks are suffering as the result of the recession and business is way down for them. Well, my theory is that man oh man did they get my attention at Cache Creek because they tried too hard with the buffett. They had clams that were fresh and tender and prime rib that simply melted away off my fork; of course I haven't been eating that much red meat for awhile but it was awsome; and, they had shrimp fixed a lot of ways; and there was sword fish and crab legs and crab cakes and scallops.... Anyhow, it was prime time and I must have eaten for over two hours. Roomate left the table an hour or so before I did in order to start gambling and that, and the fact that he has won about $9,000 since December against the $50 or $60 I have won in the same period of time, is the point of this story.
What I do is start my gambling with the ten free dollars they give you each month; of course you have to put some of your own money up front in order to get it rocking which, in my case is usually a $20; then I play the dollar slots as long as I am able to continue playing on their money.... However, when I am down to my original $20, I stop. And, that, is not how the real deal gamblers do it, I got that in my head clearly from Roomate on Friday night!
AN UNSUNG HERO:
- Kamaroh
- Naturalist by devotion, humorist by genetics, hero by default; Kamaroh is a Republican, a Presbyterian, a Polio surviver, a former US Marine, & Great Plains Badger. Earned an MA in English from SFSU. Student & friend of novelist Kay Boyle. His blog is a no profanity zone. There is little edgey emotionalism if he avoids thinking about his children. Kamaroh is a masculinist, places value on fraternity & believes living stag is a responsible and manly option. Particularly apreciative of the charm of Asian females, he discovered in 1999 he is able to love one small lady to the extreme that thinking about her can make his nose bleed. From boyhood forward, he values having male friends & male role models; though this blog is an extention of that belief; it is all welcome. Though containing male posturing, biased poetry, shakey facts, & faulted bachelor housekeeping, this blog's intent is to be good for your health & contains no spanky material. Pardon me if I am speaking too loudly because even with the high tech ... hearing aids the Veterans Administration provides to me, I do not have normal hearing.
