Today, once again according to my west coast brother, is "National Dice Day" and that reminds me of gambling. I like to gamble. I like to play games in general. What I don't like is loosing. I don't mean loosing games like Gin Rummy and Scrabble (although I do prefer to win), but I really don't like to loose money. I enjoy Las Vegas, although I haven't been there for several years, and I will probably do a little gambling if the cruise ship I'm going on later this month has a casino. What I don't like, as I mentioned before, is loosing. So I tend to bet very conservatively. I typically set a limit like $50 (the cost of a meal and a show) and when it's gone it's gone. Sometimes I get lucky and win, but you will never hear of me winning fabulous amounts of money. I just don't bet enough. A friend of mine swears that if you double your bet every time you loose, you will eventually win back all your money, but I can't bring myself to do that. I do like Black Jack and I will play the slots a little bit, but the slots are not as much fun as they used to be. There are sound effects of course, but instead of copious coins pouring out of the machine it spits out a slip of paper that tells you how much you've won. Yawn. Some years ago, when the coins were real, my husband and I were strolling through a Las Vegas casino (no idea which one, although the Golden Nugget was always one of my favorites) when we decided to drop some nickels in a machine. For some reason the machine wouldn't take our nickels. They kept dropping through the machine and into the tray. We kept trying and laughing (we may have had a drink or two) until the lady at the next slot machine informed us scathingly that we had been putting our nickels in a five dollar machine. We slunk away sheepishl, but we didn't loose any money.
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