Tuesday, October 04, 2005
I cried this morning.
Did I tell you guys that I won a progressive jackpot in Vegas? It's quite the story. Set your ass down & read for a sec. Let me tell you how this went down.

I had a business trip in Vegas, so I brought my husband with me, why the heck not? It's a cheap vacation for us! We decided to use our "comps" from the last time we were there, and ended up getting $100 free gaming chips at the New York New York. Now - I don't know if you're familiar with the free gaming chip, but the way it works is they give you one $100 chip, that can only be used for gaming. You can't cash it in, and you can only use it on table games. No problem. We went to the Roulette table, and I plunked the chip down on black. Well - black won... so I doubled my money. I picked up the new chip, and left the free chip on black. Black called again. COOL!! I'm up $200, and I haven't even spent any of my REAL money!! Bonus! So, now I switched the free chip to red, and the damn thing won again. At this point, the roulette dealer (spinner? caller?), jokingly told me that with my luck, I ought to bet it full on a number. So what the heck... it's free money anyway. I plunked it down on "00". Guess what. "00" hit. So by the time I stopped my screaming & hollering, the guy had counted out $3600 in REAL money for me. I was ecstatic! It just couldn't get any better. So I gave my husband some of the new money, and cashed in one of the $100 chips I had just won. Then I headed to the progressive jackpots, and started to play, at $10 a pull. And I won. I won $27 million!!! HOLY CRAP. You should have heard all the bells & shit sounding off. The casino people came and congratulated me and took the machine I was playing out of commission. Apparently, they check it to make sure that I didn't gizmo it up or anything. But it checked out ok and my husband & I were "comped" a free room in the expensive suite!! We were so pumped! I have never been so excited in my life! Anyway.. we called my parents and told them to get on the next plane there, and told them that we had tickets at the counter with their names, & my kids. All they had to do was pick up the tickets.

So my parents got there & we told them the good news. I told them I was going to quit my job and I was going to be able to stay home with the kids. We started making plans to move to Austin, cause we have a lot of friends & family there. Then I called my boss. The phone rang, and rang and rang and then she picked up, but the phone kept ringing... and .. and... SHIT!!! It was my alarm clock, and I had to wake up!!

Oh man. I was so distraught. I actually cried! I had it all! Shit shit SHIT!

I never remember my dreams. NEVER! So. I've been upset about this all day. And now I've decided I want to blame someone for being so upset. And I've come up with the perfect person to blame. His name is Michael. I think I'll blame him for this dream that I actually REMEMBERED. You see, just last week Michael blogged about dreams, and I responded that I never ever remember my dreams. Michael felt sorry for me. Well. Now I feel sorry for ME!

Good God what a bummer it was to wake up this morning & be poor again. Probably tonight I'll remember a dream again and it'll be me winning the Mega Lottery...

Shit. I hate ups & downs.

norman
 
posted by Norman at 6:39 PM | Permalink |


8 Comments:


  • At Tuesday, October 04, 2005 9:04:00 PM, Blogger Michael

    Norman

    Figures!
    I inspire a dream to be remembered, it has bells and whistles, ups and downs and your husband is in it!

    Just my luck.

    Take Care
    Michael

     
  • At Wednesday, October 05, 2005 4:53:00 AM, Blogger Freak Magnet

    You should do what I do when I wake up from a good dream - sit there, close your eyes really tight and chat to yourself, "Gobacktosleep, gobacktosleep - FOR THE LOVE OF GOD GO BACK TO SLEEP!!!"

    I should tell you now, though, it never works.

     
  • At Wednesday, October 05, 2005 8:25:00 AM, Blogger momyblogR

    You are freakin' hysterical. I actually said "noway" out loud about you winning 27 million dollars, lol! I couldn't finish reading it fast enough to see what you were going to do. THEN, you tell me you wake up. Too funny!

     
  • At Wednesday, October 05, 2005 10:52:00 AM, Blogger Tammy

    Damn, and I was just about to ask you for a sizeable loan.

    Damn it!

     
  • At Wednesday, October 05, 2005 11:09:00 AM, Blogger Freak Magnet

    Be happy Norman - all money does is bring you a whole new set of problems... ones we're not normally equipped to deal with.

     
  • At Wednesday, October 05, 2005 3:13:00 PM, Blogger Norman

    yeah - but I could probably BUY my way out of any problems with that kind of dinero.

    Shit. I'm STILL pissed about waking up yesterday morning.

    norman

     
  • At Friday, October 07, 2005 1:49:00 AM, Blogger Alnot

    Thanks for the laughs. I just found you by jumping from one link to another. I had a bad dream on Wed. morning. I was in a fight were I had lost my temper. The last person left upright refused to quit so I put all I had into one power move that broke both of his wrists and that is when I woke up. I am too old for such things anymore and I literally hurt from the dream. I am glad my wife was not there (gone to the school where she teaches) since it took a while to get calmed down. It reminded me that holding on to anger is more destructive to those who hold on to the grudges. So I resolved to not deal with my problems with anger but to put the anger away. Forgivness is a much better place to live in.

     
  • At Friday, October 07, 2005 9:42:00 PM, Blogger Michelle

    You are the complete opposite of me, I almost always remember my dreams and they are usually very vivid. It sucks to wake up from a great dream like yours but it can be a huge relief to wake up from bad nightmares. Have you ever seen the movie "Tremors"? It's this movie about these big wormy things underneath the ground in the desert that come up and eat people.(Strange, I know) Well I had a dream about those things and I was so freaked out, I was too scared to get off of my bed...and I was 18 yrs old!

     
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