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April 19, 2006
Baby Needs New Shoes
We're planning a trip to Vegas next month, and I hope this will be me.
Last night, Josephine Crawford, a Galloway Township, N.J., grandmother was playing nickel slots at Harrah's Atlantic City when she won the biggest jackpot in city history.
The prize, $10,010,113.48, had been building for years among machines electronically linked at various A.C. casinos, said Harrah's spokeswoman Alyce Parker.
Though I could never find any nickel slots last time we were in Vegas. I used to play them all the time in Tunica, and in fact, the biggest jackpot I've ever hit was on a nickel slot. Wasn't much, $50 or so, but I promptly cashed it in & walked away. Which is why I was always the only one to return from Tunica with any money. I know when to walk away.
I'm not much for gambling. It's boring, mostly because I'm smart enough to know how they pay for those big fancy casinos. Sucker money, a/k/a simple statistical probability. For slots anyway. Cards are different because there's an element of skill involved. A skill I lack so I don't play. Mike, OTOH, is deadly at cards, so we have a system. He plays cards while I people watch or play slots....and stay the hell away from him. For some reason, I'm the kiss of death if I watch him play. He starts losing every time. And it's not from him knowing I'm there. I've tried slipping up & watching him and it's still the same. And he'll start winning again as soon as I walk away. He claims it isn't me, that I'm just coincidentally coming by at the same time the cards turn against him. But I ain't buying it.
There are no coincidences.
Posted by Rita at April 19, 2006 11:08 AM