July 26, 2007

• Taking a Gamble

  After the funeral today we went back to my cousin Darlene’s house and ordered some pizzas.  While the kids ran around and released steam from a stressful day, the adults started playing cards.  They wanted me to join but I kept declining.  I’d rather play with the kids anyway, plus I had a bunch of photos from today to upload (not to mention the fact that I don’t know any card games, save for solitaire!)  They weren’t playing poker, but they were playing some game with money and they were very loud and animated.  I’ve never ever gambled, and have no desire to do so.  I have nothing against it, it’s just not my cup of tea.

  So, as the night wore on, they kept asking me to play and I kept refusing.  Finally they switched to a seemingly simple game of chance called “Horse” which uses a board that my Dad incidentally made for them.  They coerced me into getting all my change (just like drug dealers) and I began to roll the dice.  The game was completely illogical; all chance no skill.  I was immediately obsessed with how much money I had and how much money I was throwing “into the pot”.  Through complete luck, I won money the first four games, but the entire time I was so stressed out about the fact that I was risking real money (albeit spare change) in a game of chance.  I thought it might be better if we played with say, jelly beans.  But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that even losing jelly beans for no logical reason would stress me out.  I’m just not a gambler, plain and simple.  So, I took my winnings (all $3.50) and left the table…but not before snapping a couple of pictures to brag and blog about!  LOL.

  

  

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