Permission Granted!...Yes!!! Big Money Here I come!....I relayed the good news to Mark, and told him to be ready a little after noon, that I would be swooping by his house to pick him up, and our quest to bring home the "Big Bucks" would be underway.
Being retired, and looking for something to occupy my time, and possibly making a few dollars, I told Mark that this trip came at a really good time, because this would be like my audition...If I did well, then I would just go ahead and make gambling my full time job. Of course there's a few draw backs to this idea that I should mention...I suck at gambling, I don't really take it that serious, I tend to get distracted when playing, and my wife won't let me. The last draw back probably being the most important.
Ok, so I pick Mark up and off we go getting out on the road headed east to our destination, which is about two and a half hours away. The talk of winning big started right off the bat...yes we were going to "Kick Ass and Take Names" before our gambling day was done, or so we thought.
As we got up on the interstate, I asked him how he got the day off work, because I knew he was working a lot of overtime, and I was figuring he was just tired, and needing a day off. Nope that wasn't it. He had taken off work because of some health problems he said, and without going into it, he begins to tell me that he has a list of medications he's taking in his wallet, and if something were to happen that it would be a good thing to know, and share, if medical attention was needed.
HOLY CRAP! He's telling this to a guy that can't even watch the "Health Channel" on cable, and WE are headed to a place that can make one's blood pressure rocket sky high with the roll of the dice, turn of a card, or the spin of a "One Arm Bandit". I'm thinking to myself, "to late to turn back now, I can't let this stand in the way of me making my DEBUT as a gambler". I would just have to suck it up, keep my eye on him, and if something were to happen at the Casino, I knew they would have medical personnel on hand...I would just yell out..."Clean up on aisle 3 Herb", to get someones attention, and then continue gambling. Yeah, I know, it sounds harsh just to yell out and continue to gamble, but I know he would do the same for me, I mean we've been friends since the 5th grade, and he knows the importance of going on one of these rare Road Trips.
WE made it...parked, and headed into the casino ready to find our "Pot Of Gold". What to play? Now Mark likes the card games, and I like the slots, and sometimes craps. I find in playing Black Jack, that I get distracted easily(there's just too much going on around me)which tends to make the other players at the table...well shall we just say PISSED! So I tend to shy away from those tables, but not Mark, he seems to always have a new system that he needs to test...a system he knows that will put money in his pocket, all the while the other players at the table are wondering how he can look so calm while "his system" has just cost him so much money.
Oh well, the Best Laid Plans Of Mice and Men sometimes don't always workout as planned, and this trip was no exception. My Debut was a bust, so I guess I will have to find another way to supplement my retirement(if anybody needs their yard cut...call), and Mark's newest system didn't quite net him the monies he hoped it would....but in saying that, the main thing is not the money won or lost...it was being able to make "The Road Trip" with my friend, enjoying the day and company...and besides I didn't have to yell Clean up on aisle 3, man down, or pry a winning hand out of his hands while he's laying on the floor waiting for medical attention, so for the most part, all's well that ends well.
Too Funny!!! I'm loving reading about all of your adventures.
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