New Blackjack Players

Several events have transpired to prevent me from playing blackjack.

One is that the casinos in Palm Springs seem to have changed their comps structure somewhat and I’m no longer being given free rooms. In fact, the last time I was at The Spa, the woman at the rewards desk was somewhat rude when I asked about comps. Apparently, the fact that I’m not there every week redeeming every available offer made to me counts against me. Given that attitude, I’m not holding my breath that the free hotel nights will return even when the Palm Springs season ends. Ah well – it was a great deal while it lasted and I enjoyed myself thoroughly.

Another factor is my friend who lives in Palm Springs is busy with her life right now and just isn’t in a place where she can handle guests, so I’ve lost my other free accommodation.

But most important, I terminated everyone who works for me and now I’m doing all the work myself. Yeah – it’s a drag and I hate it, but since I haven’t won millions in the lottery, it is what it is. It’s not that it’s a full-time job, just enough that the 2 to 2-1/2 hour drive to the nearest casino isn’t feasible for a day trip if I also have to get my work done.

Are you feeling sorry for me yet??

So, last night I dreamed I went to Las Vegas and I spent the entire night looking for a decent blackjack game. I found myself in a film noir version of downtown Las Vegas, not the Strip. There were all these twisting streets, strange entries to casinos, casinos behind casinos… about what you’d expect from withdrawal dreams. And during this entire night of going in and out of casinos, I couldn’t find ONE decent blackjack game – kind of reminded me of my last trip to Vegas, actually. Only weirder.

Maybe I need to pull out the felt and the shoe and just practice my blackjack for about an hour. It’s not quite the same, but it might hold off full withdrawal for awhile.

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