Sunday, August 30, 2009

Luck Be A Lady

I can add, and I can count to 21. But when it comes to playing blackjack, I turn into a complete nervous wreck. Why? Because I know enough about the game to know that the other players' fates rest somewhat on my ability to say "hit" or "stay" at the appropriate times. And if God forbid I mixed up those two terms in the heat of the moment and caused a total stranger to lose his or her shirt, well let's just say I refuse to take that chance. So after enjoying an absolutely first-rate dining experience at Valley View Casino's Black & Blue Steakhouse last Saturday night (I'm still salivating over the sea-salt topped butter that came with the bread), I sidled up to a blackjack table with the H, content to play Lady Luck for the evening. I sucked at that too, unfortunately, but at least I probably bought the shirt we lost. And we had a little fun losing it.

1 comment:

Marcy said...

Hey! We should have joined you...we didn't end up doing anything that night after all, and I've always wanted to try that steak house!