Drunk by noon....

That was my goal for yesterday, and I was up to the task. I can't remember the last time I had a Thursday off, and strangely enough, both Pops and I had paychecks to cash.

I got paid on Wednesday, and his SS check got here on the same day. I can't remember the last time that happened either.

I guess I should mention that the Pinon Plaza (my preferred casino hangout for those of you that dont know) was recently sold to a new company. As with any takeover there have been some changes. One of their big things is a conversion to ticket in/ticket out machines.

If you don't live in Nevada, this prolly means nothing to you, so let me elaborate. Usually when you hit the cash/credit button, the air is filled with a metallic clanking sound as your machine spits out a seemingly endless stream of what ever coin your machine uses. The ticket ones, however, print, well tickets.

There is a bar code, and a dollar amount on the ticket. You take the ticket to the change counter, and viola, they hand you your money. Soon to come are the atm-like devices that you just plug your ticket into, and it spits out your cash.

You may wonder why I'm telling you all this, and you're right to wonder. The problem with the conversion is that some of the machines (read the ones that pops and I always play) are not compatible with the new ticket technology. Imagine our chagrin when we arrived yesterday to find that our entire bank of machines (6 total) had been removed.

Not happy barely begins to describe my state of mind at this discovery. We cashed our checks, wondering what we were going to do. Happily, I found a bank of nickle machines with our prefered game (triple trouble keno if you must know) and we started playing.

Pops hit several 4 spots, and I hit a 5 ($40.00) and all the playing was puncuated by the timely arrival of the cocktail waitress. You have to love an industry that tries to get you drunk. Of course, there's an ultierior motive: drunk people tend to have lower inhibitions, and are thus more likely to spend more money than they planned.

Not so us. We walked out winners, and that's all good.

It's been a while since I've posted any photos, but I have a few in the camera that I'm getting ready to show you.

Buenos con queso,

T.