Chicago: More Bars in More Places

My mom won $800 out of slots in Reno. That was fun.

Meanwhile I walked out $50 lighter, and had I not had a gallon of beer in me, I would have had a record breaking guilt-anxiety attack.

oh yr just pushing my buttons

-- river wolf, Monday, October 8, 2007 4:50 PM (Monday, October 8, 2007 4:50 PM) Bookmark Link

no, i just hate the cold so paying to be outside in it would make me miserable beyond belief. i didn't always hate it so i can kind of see the attraction but i can't think of many things that would i would like less.

You can do what? 1-shots? Yes. Lose $500 in 2 hours? Yes.

I know he lost several hundred, and I want to say that at last check it was $400 and he was going to the ATM for more, but I don't know.

you can spend $20 on one...shot at the slots? I did not realize that.

You can blow your cash playing War if you want to.

I'm no good at poker online because it overlaps with whatever Internet compulsions I've got; it's different than live poker.

It's a hit-or-miss movie, but Lucky You, the Curtis Hanson movie from earlier this year, is a pretty good look into the Vegas gambling world. Not glamorous.

If Jesse's guy was playing $5 slots that pay a bonus if you bet 3x ($15) per pull, it wouldn't take long as all to lose $500, alas.

i love the cold.

hence, me hating my 89 degree room right now. also: myself, for NOT applying to med school for the last four hours

i just ate the last of my cheese and tortillas, now i'm ;_;

cigarettes, i miss them so so much.

my mom will occasionally go to vegas with some of the ladies in the "hood" (the Homemaker's Club....srsly). so it's a bunch of middle-aged, Midwestern women who, like, only drink three glasses of wine on New Year's, going to Vegas to drink margies and play the nickel slots.

she once sat next to a lady that came down every year with $10k in CASH, and who only played $1 slots (at $5 a pull). she said she always, ALWAYS came back at least $2k up. This year she was up $5k, and opened her purse to show my mom stacks of bills.

FACT.

The fact that I have spent hours at a time, with no regard for day or night, in chat rooms makes me think that I would be a problem gambler, but at the same time, I desire money far less than sexual thrills.

okay that lady is my hero I take it all back

xpost

That just sounds like work.
xpost to river wolf

xp o_O

she had a theory about machines getting "warm" and would move along until she found one that was ready to pay out. slot whisperer.

Jaymc, strip poker addict

Slot Whisperer = Good name for buxom lady/gambling themed motor yacht on lake havasu

wait, lake mead whooops

Hell I don't know. I am probably making the whole thing up.

I know that he was definitely "playing with the rent," and I mean all of the rent. Which is not so shocking, except that he was playing slots.

Lake Mead is so gorgeous.

I was just thinking about the Clark's on Clark/casino comparison. There are dirty bars in New Orleans where you get both perpetually dark (24 hour) bar WITH video poker machines.

What's sort of scary about that is that the establishment is required to pay out up to a certain amount of winnings. One guy at The Friendly Bar won $1000 while I was there, and the bartender gave him all of it in $100s.

You had to get buzzed into this bar.

all chicks in thongs leaning seductively on slot machines.

i should get my airbrush guy on the phone, start hashing out the deets. maybe do a mock-up, get it on the hood of my car.

Well, it does go back to liminality and worlds that are parallel to "real life", whether it's through sex, drugs, or rock 'n' roll.

(so maybe the above was in poor taste)

Hey, quick word! I know we're getting to that threshold where it's almost time, but don't nobody make no new thread yet until we consult with Dan!

chicago: the slot whisperer

EH??

Starting new threads is too contentious. I'm dropping out of the whole tread-starting game for a while.

Chicago: At Least Our Compulsion Doesn't Make Us Broke Or Give Us The Clap

Slot Whisperer! Slot Whisperer! But wait for Dan.

Chicago: Interesting to Type, but Perhaps not to Read

Chicago: Dan Already Has a Great New Title

Chicago: This isn't interesting to anyone.

Chicago: This Isn't Viral Marketing, This Is My Wife!

Chicago: At Least Our Compulsion Doesn't Make Us Broke Or Give Us The Clap

I vote for the very first one, which is the reason for the 2nd.

Slot Worshiper

Huh:

http://ohikea.com/wp-content/themes/crystalx/design/glossy-header-2.png

omg slot worshiper is even more yucky/funny

Well, Ohio at least has Indiana to kick around. Good for them.

hey jaymc, i texted you

oh nevermind. You saw that. :)

kenan

CALL ME NOW

weirdness. You called, and I was absolutely sure for a full minute that I was talking to my dad. I was trying to be nonchalant while I anticipated him telling me about the latest family health emergency.

i'm making biscuits because i pretty much only had butter and flour left. it appears i do not own a rolling pin.

also, i just serenaded my brita water pitcher to the tune of the scud mountain boys "television", changing the title to "brita pitcher".

that water jug gets me man, it really gets me.

You can make drop biscuits or just pat out the dough with your hands. With biscuits, the less you work it the better.

Speaking of cooking, I am doing something knew with asparagus and that = sauteeing it in bacon fat.

Also: "playing the slots=stonefacedly, endlessly refreshing the ILX new answers page=the most depressing shit ever"

LOL

God I'm so ready. I'm so ready for cool weather I can hardly stand it. I swear to you, I'm hard. - Kenan

You know you are getting a month more of summer when Kenan said a few weeks back that the worst was over. I was too warm today but I'll take all I can get of warm weather. I know I'm going to gain 600 pounds this winter.

I can't do gambling. I feel like I want to throw up after losing $20.

Also, alas, Jesse is not exaggerating about that friend. At one point we went to the ATM but he was unable to withdraw any more money because he had hit his $500 limit for the day. When I told him that I was watching him play because I'd lost the $20 I brought with me for the gambling he said that I was "cute."

I don't know how much our gambling violating the terms of his domestic arrangement. He did marry his SO and a year later at his bachelor party (I was his best man), we went to Atlantic City, which is a very very depressing place to gamble. By then I was in law school and the thought of gambling with my student loan money was beyond perverse to me. That night he won a lot of money playing craps and then blew it all playing roulette, which he said was his MO.

That said, this friend is an excellent father and a great brewmaster of delicious beer and apparently he and his wife can afford the occasional gambling binge, so, you know. Whatevs floats boats.

i used a wine bottle. i think this recipe was missing baking soda or powder or i rolled the dough too thin, the first batch came out like thick flavorless cookies.

Yeah, unless you have self-rising flour, you need baking powder.

i thought that seemed weird, chalk these up to experience.

i'm still eating them though. i think i'm going to eat my books next. i need a cigarette in the worst possible way. physical withdrawal symptoms in full effect.

Oh. I thought wifey was pissed (not at us, but at him) b/c he went out with us and frittered away a bunch of cash.

I didn't think I was exaggerating, but sometimes I have doubts [about nights when I have a gut full of beer].

http://www.theonion.com/content/opinion/with_all_due_respect_i_choose (not to go fuck myself).

...we should agree to disagree and move along to some of the other actions that you have suggested that I undertake. Such as your idea that it might be advantageous for me to fuck my mother.

I daresay that the obverse action, of fucking your mother in my own mother's stead, however, leaves me no such compunctions and is an undertaking I am more than willing to commit to at this time.

If the character and comportment of the issue of her womb is any indication, I cannot help but assume that obtaining your mother's consent for such an act—including the oral and anal penetration which your remarks so clearly describe—would be an easy matter.

is 2nite the nite for $1beers at the 2way?

-- deej, Monday, 8 October 2007 18:34 (Yesterday) Link

i was there