I'm no longer a virgin... [ August 22, 2005, 11:30 pm ]

...when it comes to roulette, that is. (Please! Like I'd go blabbing about my sex life. Actually, I probably would...if I had one.)

Tonight, the Ry and I headed to the fabulous Marquette casino with a couple of friends in hopes of striking it rich. Or at least whittling away a few hours on a boring Monday evening. While I didn't hit the jackpot, the night wasn't lacking in entertainment. And I learned to play roulette to boot.

Ryan's friend Josh taught me how to play. His method of playing? Place a bunch of chips on random numbers and really really really believe in one random number every round. The first number he really really really believed in was 23. After about ten rounds he won big with that. Then his next big number was 20. After a few rounds he won big with that. Then it was 17. Same thing happened. He was a lucky man.

My method became to just start bidding on the numbers he did. I tried to really really really believe in the numbers 22, 28 and 33 but that didn't work. Copying Josh did. The minute he cashed out, though, my luck was gone. Tragic.

I didn't do too bad, though. I ended up only losing $4 the entire time we were there and I plunked down $10 to start with. Plus I was at the roulette table for an hour and a half. Roulette's addicting, yo.

A couple of randomly interesting things happened over the course of the night.

Thing #1: I was watching Josh play roulette early in the night to learn how to play the game. As I'm standing there, a guy whispered "you're so hot" as he passed me. Thanks, I try. Although it's not really hard to pass as "hot" when you're the only girl there under the age of 50 and the only one wearing any trace of mascara. Still, though.

Thing #2: (Ryan told me about this one on the way home.) I got into roulette once I learned how to play. So much so that I was pretty oblivious to anyone who wasn't playing alongside of me. Ryan and Caryn (the other member of our party) were standing behind Josh and I being groupies and observing the chaos around us. Apparently, as I was playing, two old guys were walking behind me, stopped, blantantly looked at my ass and then said "now that's sexy." Ryan said that they basically stood there and stared at my backside for a while. Eew. Why can't I elicit that kind of reaction from guys that are my age? It's the great tragedy of my life.

Another great tragedy is the demise of slot machines. The casino now only has digital slot machines. While I enjoy shiny objects and flashing lights as much as the next person (alright, so I probably enjoy said things more than the average person), I miss the old machines. I liked being able to pull the handle.

Heh heh--I just said pull the handle. Sexual connotations RULE.

Ciao, dahling!

~*Krissy*~

PS: HAPPY 22ND BIRTHDAY, KATIE!!! I love ya, girl!

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