OK, you make me confess, in front of my uncle Skip, Mr
Administrator, Mrs Vpfree and everybody else. It was
Moi who played the 1 to 100 penny multi poker machines
at the Gold Spike. But not right away, I had to wait
for a seat.
I can explain all of this too. You know how you have a
coffee can to put your lose change in so it won't burn
a hole in your pocket? I had two coffee cans full and
even with sifting the quarters and nickles off the top
once in a while they got full again. I had to decide,
do I want to take the pennies to the green change
machine at a market and have it charge me to launder
then into cash or do I want to get a better "EV" by
finding some penny poker machines? My memory went back
to the machines at Gold spike and I loaded my pockets
with little plastic bags of pennies and headed out.
By the way, I had a special project for the dimes from
the coffee can. Years ago I used to buy coffee and a
donut from an 7/11 store in California. The Arabic
clerk always seemed so polite to me. Then one day I
payed for the $1.50 or so purchase with only dimes, he
yelled at me "DOOONT GIMMIE ANY DIMES!" That's right
he was living proof the Albert Brooks 7/11 clerk
character was true, very pleasant or ballistic with
anger, no middle ground in the personality. I wanted
to see if that incident would repeat itself. so far,
no.
At the Gold Spike all the machines were taken but then
a toothless granny bag lady started to gather her
stuff together as if she was going to leave. I
approached her machine, "Are you leaving?" She spun
around and glared at me as if I was the Tri-lateral
Commission cooking up a conspiracy to extract a profit
from her machine as soon as she left. She resumed
playing. I walked away for a few minutes then on
returning she was gone. A precious penny poker machine
was vacant. No St Vincent De Paul advantage players
rushed up to claim it so I did. I started to feed in
max coins, one hundred, then noticed the paytables
which I later calculated on WinPoker to be about 85%.
I decided to launder my pennies at the coin cage.
Then I thought of walking over to the El Cortez. I
left the casino and felt then saw a large gentleman
following me a few steps behind. I did a u turn like
those targets do in an arcade and headed back to the
now safe looking doors of the Gold Spike. The large
guy seemed disappointed in my actions then continued
off into the night. I suggest you not walk from the
Gold Spike to the El Cortez at night.
JT, his favorite celeb quote is "It's not serious
drinking unless you open the bottle of gin then throw
away the cap." ~Las Vegas Mayor Oscar Goodman (to a
class of 4th graders)
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--- mufflerr <mufflerr@yahoo.com> wrote:
The Gold Spike...
I remember playing backjack at the Gold Spike 15
years ago or so at 50c
a hand. That's right, lay 2 quarters on the felt.I also remember a bum with a few nickels in his
pocket waiting for a
cocktail waitress to walk by and then when she did,
he would stick a
nickel into the machine and ask "Hey Honey, where is
my drink"?I really thought that place was a real real dive,
but it was
interesting watching the people in there.Is it still that bad?
I haven't been in there for many many years.
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