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  • My mom’s side of the family are what I would call “casino people.” They’d go a couple times a month. My grandpa had his casino money built into his budget. When he did well, he’d never say a word, but if he did poorly, he’d say, “I bought the Indians some moccasins.” Bear in mind, he lived in an area where all the casinos were owned by Native American tribes, so his nod to the heritage was an affectionate one. No matter whether he won or lost, he always felt like he got his money’s worth and he was ok with losing because he was supporting the local tribe by visiting.

    I was in my 20s when my grandpa passed away. Because he and I lived in different states, I only got to go “buy moccasins” with him a couple of times, but I noticed he and I were drawn to the same kinds of games: slots. I’ve tried video poker before. I think it was black jack, but I really can’t recall. What I do know, however, was that the other people who were playing at the same time as me were about to lynch me after a round or two. Lol So, I stick to the slots, play solo, and just enjoy the game for what it is. I also tend to visit the online casino more than the regular ones… there are people when you go to a brick-and-mortar one. People. *shudders*

    When my grandpa passed away, I flew home for the funeral. I was young and broke, and I had to spend my mortgage payment to go, but it was one of those things I felt I had to do. We were all sitting around Grandpa’s house, staring at his empty recliner, listening to his grandmother clock tick, unsure of what we were supposed to do with ourselves. Someone suggested that we all head out to Grandpa’s favorite casino, and away we all went.

    I only had about $20 in my pocket that I could spend, so I wandered around for a while trying to pick the right game. Eventually, I stumbled upon a Munster’s slot. My grandpa loved that show. We grew up watching it with him, and so it seemed fitting that in our trip to honor his memory, that I would play the game. I kind of zoned out for a while… watching the characters roll past me on the screen, thinking about Grandpa and wondering if he, too, had played on the very same machine. My bets were initially very low. I just wanted to extend the time. In a way, I kind of felt like he was there beside me. I’m not entirely sure what changed my mind, because I’ve always been a cautious better. I’m not a gambler at heart, but for whatever reason, I decided to max out my bet, figuring I’d spend the last of my money in one shot and walk away… only I won. It wasn’t much, but it was enough to put me back in the game, so I decided to play some more, and I won again, and again, and again. When I walked away from the machine, I had won enough to pay for my entire trip, plus a little bit more. I thanked my grandpa and left the casino.

    I haven’t been back to that one since, but sometimes I play online slots. Being in the United States, my online casino choices are slim for legal reasons, but I can often find games to play in demo mode, so I’m not gambling with real money and it’s free… plus that whole not being illegal thing is a bonus. In a funny way, it still makes me feel like I’m connected with my grandpa.

    Today, I came across a Buzz quiz called “What Casino Game are You?” It’s here if you want to take it: https://www.playbuzz.com/adrankone10/what-casino-game-are-you Not surprisingly, I got slots.

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    OF COURSE.  Square peg in round hole syndrome strikes my family regarding me once more. My family thinks gambling is a treat.  They are not addicts (maybe my brother a little) and they just enjoy it.  My daughter worked in a Casino in Chicago as a change girl (very heavy lifting of all those quarters made her have horrid backaches) and she was paid a fortune for basically walking around and counting and breathing in other people's horrible tobacco. A fortune. SO, I am the exact opposite.  I loathe anything to do with a casino.  I find them inexorably boring.  I cannot stay in one because I am not playing those stupid games.  They make me itchy. Oh, I am not done. I lived in Florida in the late 80's, early 90's and when I left my last boyfriend, I ran into the arms of a guy that designed games for casinos. Long story.  Mike Titus.  Are you there, Michael?  I lost touch with a man who saved my life.  But, he designs casino games and is a millionaire.  I ran into him in Florida in an AA room; I shared my story that night and he asked me to move in with him, no questions asked. He took care of me for 2 months.  He had to go to Nevada and I had to stay here.  He had an IQ of 183.   He was an amazing human.   He was so low-key you would never know it.  Had casino games all over the apartment that he designed; and just was a regular Joe.  ??? I ran into him during the right time.  We were platonic.  We got to be great friends.  I learned that extremely intelligent people are just as emotionally compromised as the rest of us schlumps.   He could explain the Theory of Relativity to me, but he still screwed his life up.  He WAS in AA after all.  Look for him.  I want to say HI.  Find him for me. 
    August 7, 2016

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    He TOOK CARE of me by giving me a room in his apartment. I took care of ME.  I didn't depend on him for a thing.  I cleaned his home and worked a full-time job in a telemarketing room which sucked but paid my share of the bills. He took care of me because he gave me shelter from the storm of my idiot boyfriend and his drinking. Oh this is supposed to be about casinos, I forgot.
    August 7, 2016

  • SAY MY NAME
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    What casino game am I ? I don't know ANY.  Is Pokémon a casino game?
    August 7, 2016

  • Just Asking
    Just Asking
    LMAO  Hello, Mike Titus, casino game designer. Maybe he will find you now. Maybe he designed the Pokemon slot. O_o 
    August 7, 2016

  • Just Asking
    Just Asking
    It suits you. :)
    August 8, 2016

  • Marguerite, the Beloved
    Marguerite, the Beloved
    Me: Roulette. Great story and very sweet. I had two grandpas. One died when Ieas a baby. The other one remarried and my mom hardly took us to visit him, so I didn't get to know him. You are lucky to have good memories about yours.
    August 9, 2016

  • Just Asking
    Just Asking
    Thank you, guys. :) @ Marguerite, you didn't strike me as the roulette type. Are you a risk taker? I'm sorry you didn't get to know your grandfathers. I didn't know the one on my dad's side well, but I do recognize how lucky I was to have the time I did with the one I talked about here. He was a good man. The best. 
    August 9, 2016

  • Ritesh
    Ritesh
    Always loved reading your writings! I'm not sure about which game I'm since I never get myself involved with that.. 
    August 10, 2016

  • Just Asking
    Just Asking
    Thank you. I think that makes you a slot machine, too. :p 
    August 10, 2016

  • Ritesh
    Ritesh
    Awww No, I'm law abiding citizen, only except few things! Lol
    August 12, 2016