Gamblin'

i wrote a totally different blog, but when i got to the end i couldnt find a suitable conclusion. I kept seeing these flashing lights. The blinking. I kept hearing the chimes and the simulated sound of coins clinking. The clanking. I smell the full buffet and taste the free drinks. What distracted me? The addiction that is Gambling.

I did a little of it today with my mother. I really hate going to the casino, especially when i dont have any kind of expendable money to burn. That seems to be when she wants to make me go with her. She gives me a 20, i win, i give it back... then she goes and plays it. then i proceed to lose all MY money. It, like cold cool colt 45, works every time. I always feel bad too. But i cant resist it after i won with someone else's money.

Thats how they get you though. Those flickers of light, bursts of sound. chinging sounds of money and fortune won. Even when you won less than you bet. For that second when your 5 dollars in quaters is wracking up and corning thru the machine you are invincible. There is no way in hell you can lose 45 more times in a row. But some how you alas do. If you didnt there would be no casinos, just a lot of independently wealthy smokers.

What drew me to these thoughts of gambling rally? The thought that i need to take more risks. Capture my destiny. Work harder to reach what i want. Since it seems so close to me to everyone else, maybe i am just too close to notice it? That does tend to happen, like a good friend you never notice is cute till they get in a relationship. Its time to gamble, i have been putting in these quarters for a quarter of a century its time for a jackpot.
Right?