A Gambooling day at Niagara
I'm hungover from the drink.
Booked a marathon drinking session with some friends that started just after noon yesterday and ended at 4am this morning.
I love hotels. It FEELS like a vacation even though its only a night. Haven't been away for much since my boy was born 15 months ago, but i need this one...just ONE time!
Gibsons finest with ginger ale and later coke. I shower too many times because i can. My last call drink is a spicy cesear. Its delicious and im up 2400$ on table games.
With the afternoon buzz we play all the poker table games (3-card, caribbbean, let it ride.) and im up 300$ after hitting a full house on let it ride.
We have no interest in playing 1-2 NL because we are manic, and at the best of times, terrible card players. And if Costanza can NOT play poker in a thread about playing poker than so too can I.
I lose all profits betting heavy a 4 number section on the wheel (8-12-19-29)
Those ever elusive numbers that have rubberized landing zones that keep the ball out despite its best intentions of paying me out 875 straight up.
Screw it. We go for wings and beer at 5 and head back to the hotel room where i have my 3rd shower of the day because im infected with midday casino smell. We drink more rye....lots more rye and wander down to townie bars at 11pm only to find them ghostly. Back to the casino then...
I put 20$ into a very sparkly slot machine and turn it into 85$. I take the chit and hit another and rack it up to 125$. I'm on fire and the house is onto me. I know they're coming, rather, watching from behind cameras chuckling as i play 30 different machines in under an hour racking up my chit to 625$ I keep playing under the spell of booze and sirens because all those years ago i read fear and loathing
"all energy flows according to the whims of the great magnet. What a fool i was to defy him"
I stop the slot madness and cash out 520$. I hit the wheel gin and tonic in hand. I hit 7 numbers in a row. None of them the big 4 but cash out 2100$ nonetheless. Then comes the cesear. Spicy as f*&k!
There is a mini craps table that i try. I no nothing of this game. Im playing 6 and 8 and the line and whats behind? I blow thru 200 so fast. 7's are relentless. I've had enough. I'm grown tired and weary of the gambooling now because im smashed sober and 40 years old now and can no longer do these things without their effects lingering for days. I buy a 1.5 litre bottle of water on my way to the hotel and guzzle it and pass out.
On my way home i deposit the money into the day care bank account because in the game of life, kids are the rake...beautiful as they may be.
C-ya!
Booked a marathon drinking session with some friends that started just after noon yesterday and ended at 4am this morning.
I love hotels. It FEELS like a vacation even though its only a night. Haven't been away for much since my boy was born 15 months ago, but i need this one...just ONE time!
Gibsons finest with ginger ale and later coke. I shower too many times because i can. My last call drink is a spicy cesear. Its delicious and im up 2400$ on table games.
With the afternoon buzz we play all the poker table games (3-card, caribbbean, let it ride.) and im up 300$ after hitting a full house on let it ride.
We have no interest in playing 1-2 NL because we are manic, and at the best of times, terrible card players. And if Costanza can NOT play poker in a thread about playing poker than so too can I.
I lose all profits betting heavy a 4 number section on the wheel (8-12-19-29)
Those ever elusive numbers that have rubberized landing zones that keep the ball out despite its best intentions of paying me out 875 straight up.
Screw it. We go for wings and beer at 5 and head back to the hotel room where i have my 3rd shower of the day because im infected with midday casino smell. We drink more rye....lots more rye and wander down to townie bars at 11pm only to find them ghostly. Back to the casino then...
I put 20$ into a very sparkly slot machine and turn it into 85$. I take the chit and hit another and rack it up to 125$. I'm on fire and the house is onto me. I know they're coming, rather, watching from behind cameras chuckling as i play 30 different machines in under an hour racking up my chit to 625$ I keep playing under the spell of booze and sirens because all those years ago i read fear and loathing
"all energy flows according to the whims of the great magnet. What a fool i was to defy him"
I stop the slot madness and cash out 520$. I hit the wheel gin and tonic in hand. I hit 7 numbers in a row. None of them the big 4 but cash out 2100$ nonetheless. Then comes the cesear. Spicy as f*&k!
There is a mini craps table that i try. I no nothing of this game. Im playing 6 and 8 and the line and whats behind? I blow thru 200 so fast. 7's are relentless. I've had enough. I'm grown tired and weary of the gambooling now because im smashed sober and 40 years old now and can no longer do these things without their effects lingering for days. I buy a 1.5 litre bottle of water on my way to the hotel and guzzle it and pass out.
On my way home i deposit the money into the day care bank account because in the game of life, kids are the rake...beautiful as they may be.
C-ya!