Blessed be the slot players for theirs is the hope of a better day dawning.
The slot machines sit there like young courtesans, promising pleasures undreamed of, your deepest desires fulfilled, all lusts satiated.
Las Vegas is the most honest fake city in the world.
The casinos believe in math (and I don't mean numerology).They believe in the power of percentages and short pays, not in the power of magic stones, amulets and omens.
They are the new breed of slot machine-colorful, fancy, exciting, wonderful...and deadly.
I gamble with one foot pointed toward the door.
Scobe's Eighth Law: The moron will enter the single deck game when the count is sky high and the dealer is deciding whether or not to shuffle. The morons's entrance will convince the dealer that it's time to shuffle. You will now face a new deck with your biggest bet out and the pit boss watching closely.
Scobe's Tenth Law: In all endeavors, in all aspects of life, there are more horses asses than horses!
Scobe's Fifth Law: All dealers wish they were doing something other than dealing. All dealers have plans to get out of dealing. Ten years later they have different plans to get out of dealing.
I sometimes think of Las Vegas as the Jerusalem of chance. A holy city.
