So, I arrange to have lunch with friend and former co-worker Roger Hansen yesterday. In order to avoid walking in this God-awful heat, we agree to meet at the Wheelhouse at the Rivers Casino. After all, the parking is FREE, right? I run an errand in the morning and arrive at the casino an hour early. No problem, because I figure I can easily kill sixty minutes with sixty dollars at a five dollar black jack table. Piece of cake.
Well, after about five minutes and seven or eight hands were dealt, I was down to only three five dollar chips. Only on one hand did I beat the dealer. I felt like a high school quarterback after he just faced Joe Greene and the Steel Curtain in their prime. It was amazing. I staggered away from the table with my three chips, and found myself looking at a roulette wheel. What the hell, I think, so I put a chip on red. You guessed it. Black. Did that two more times. Five bucks on red. Three straight times the ball lands on black.
Sixty bucks down the toilet in less than ten minutes. Some days, it just ain't your day.
So now I had about fifty minutes to kill, and I spent it people watching, and let me tell you, you see all sorts of slices of life at a gambling casino, and I'll just leave it at that.
Anyway, had a great visit with Roger, and a great pastrami sandwich at the Wheelhouse, which, in the end, only cost me about seventy bucks, but, hey, the parking was free!
I love you, Roger, but next time, let's go back to SoHo for lunch!