I've never been to a casino before. Yet another thing I have never done. Shocking. I know. So this experience was pretty high on my list of things I wanted to do on our trip to California. We convinced Grandma Shirley and Grandpa Chuck to accompany us. Let me first state this unequivically...if you find a group of people that you can sit with, in a crowded casino bar, and pass an hour nursing overpriced drinks while having a lengthy conversation about organic agriculture and enjoying yourself immenseley...you need to stick with this group.
Grandpa Chuck had overheard me bragging about my prowess at cellphone blackjack and was determined to get me to a table so I could put my money where my big mouth was. After watching the gentleman in front of us lose 10 grand in about 30 seconds, I decided that, perhaps, the tables were not for me. We found a couple of quasi-poker machines and Grandma Shirley and I proceeded to soak the casino for 7 and 2 dollars, respectively. We cashed out and headed home to eat many, many delicious meatballs. And that, my friends, was a damn good day.
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