tags: Las Vegas

2000

December

2000 Dec 25

Holly Jolly

Christmas is overrated. Jesus would be rolling in his grave if he knew I was in Vegas on his birthday. If he hadn’t been resurrected. And if he wasn’t omniscient.

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2001

January

2001 Jan 15

Calm

Am I nothing but a clockwork orange? Louis-Ferdinand Céline. Calvin and Hobbes and the Myth of Sisyphus.

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2002

February

2002 Feb 19

The Man from Wales (¡Viva Las Vegas!)

Is it because I was conceived in Las Vegas? The place has become something of a touchstone.

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2008

January

2008 Jan 31

breaking even

Down to my last $20, I decided to hang out at the 1¢ slots, betting a measly 18¢ a pop. Over the next hour or so, the slots whittled down my 2,000 coins to a pathetic 200 coins. This was not without its ups-and-downs, though. At first, I kept telling myself that I would quit when I got down to $15. This actually took a while since the machine would intermittently give me 50-80 coins back. But when I hit $15, I decided to keep going, telling myself that I would stop at $10. Again, it was this slow game of attrition. At $5, I moved over to another machine. The slow trickle of coins lost continued. I found myself mulling over the miserable failures and disappointments in my life.

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