Thanks Harry. I actually have made further progress since my last
post. I live in Northern California, where a drive to Reno takes as
long as a drive from Philly to AC. While Bev is willing to go to
Vegas because of the attractive hotels and nice restaurants and
shows, Reno is "about as attractive to her as a night at the town
dump". But the VP is much better in Reno, and certainly much
closer. Well, my progress is I've got her to agree to join me in
the future as long as we only stay at the boutique hotel/casino I
took her to last year. It was pricey, so my goal for next week's
trip is to concentrate my play there to try for future room offers,
and kind of short play the mediocre casino that is hosting me. As
for her ever joining me in play, my wife is also math-oriented and
an Intel engineer, so I suppose it is possible, but I doubt it.
By the way, I grew up in Philly and we had a summer house in
Ventnor, NJ, the town right next to AC. I was in my early teens
when the casinos opened in AC. My friend and I went to sleazy 1 hr
photo shops in Center City until we found one where the pimply-faced
clerk agreed to make us fake IDs. So here we were, 14 years old
with IDs saying 21, and became quite adept at getting into the
casinos. For example, after choosing our entrance based on the
security guard appearance/attentiveness, we would lurk in the
shadows and wait for a large group of people to enter and slip in
the middle of their group. Once there, it was tempting to play the
machines and lay low, but we didn't because we knew if we won a
jackpot we'd never get paid, so why bother. So we took to
blackjack. I still crack up remembering how everyone at our tables
would have to wait while passing security would stop and card us
while the dealer would be stuck on one of our hands. Good times!!
Ben
--- In vpFREE@yahoogroups.com, "Harry Porter" <harry.porter@...>
wrote:
Hey Ben,
Sounds like you aren't getting too hung up on this ... good. In
your
shoes, I'd think of it akin to some husbands who love to spend the
weekend fishing while their wives "don't get it". You're have the
advantage of being able to say, "Hey, at least I don't come home
with
all those smelly fish to clean ..."
Sounds like you two are cool with each other. If spending a night
in
a casino is about as attractive to her as a night at the town dump,
she wouldn't be alone. You'll forgive me but, as much as I enjoy
gambling, I'm in no hurry to drag our friends down to AC to flaunt
where I'm spending time. "It's a gambling thing", you know? 
But, given that she cherishes you and therefore can value the
things
that you value (if, for no other reason that, because you d value
them) I'm sure you can make "real" for her what attracts you to
gaming
and the pleasure found. (Hopefully, you've impressed upon her that
left on your own you're unlikely at some time in the future to
take a
$50K advance against your equity line to keep the gaming boat
afloat.)
Look, it's clear that your wife isn't likely to keenly desire to
keep
you company on a future trip. Hopefully she'll simply get, and be
pleased that, "it" works for you.
I can tell you that 15 years ago my wife (also Bev
was one of
the
unlikeliest women to be pounding away at a machine, much less even
step foot into a casino. But, at some point I started checking out
this "video poker thing" and she was reasonably satisfied to use
the
trip to AC (from Philly) as a chance to get away from home for a
night
or two and was pleased it game me a bit of a charge. Of course, if
you're not playing, AC gets pretty stale in less time than it
takes an
abandoned bucket of coins to "walk".
In our case it helped that my wife has a mathematical bent and
enjoys
most any game posing a mental challenge in order to be successful
at
it. She was keen to get her arms around it all and when it became
apparent that we could double up on a lot of casino "extras" if she
joined in play on her own card, that lit a small fire under her.
Anyone who has met Bev will tell you that she is far from "simple
minded". Of course, I guarantee that applies to any woman on this
forum who is an intelligent player.
I ramble a bit, Ben ... my point is that, for the sake of both you
and
Bev, I hope that she can come to some accomodation of your desire
to
play and that (in small doses
she might test the waters to see
if
there might be something in this that can be a joint activity and
not
···
just a matter of solo jaunts for you.
- Harry