They Sure Can be Tempting - The Sluts (oops, I mean slots)

"They (slot machines) sit there like young courtesans, promising pleasures undreamed of, your deepest desires fulfilled, all lusts satiated." -Frank Scoblete

So, I partook in a gambling escapade with my sisters on Saturday night. Every time I go, I feel this temptation...the sounds of the slot machines, the pretty, bright colors, smoke feeling the air (not exactly the prettiest sight), and waitresses walking around yelling "cocktails, cocktails." I am immediately splashed with money signs clouding in my head...oooo, money, money! That is all I can think. Although, I am not the biggest gambler, I do find myself wanting to slide my 20 dollar bill in the machine, because you never know, I could win big! Of course, I never do. The most I have ever won is 120 bucks after throwing three dollars into a 5 cent machine, crossing my fingers, and hitting "max bet," and BAM! I hit a bonus. I immediately cashed out, and decided instead of taking my chances, I bought everyone a round of drinks - it just sounded more lucrative to me.

(Above - a picture of me "enthralled" in the sluts)

Then, there are those other people who look like zombies, pressing and pressing the buttons, staring at the pretty screen, probably gambling away their rent money. I feel for them, and I can see why the sluts are so tempting. They get you really. You put your money in - and often, you start winning and winning....and seeing the numbers jump up on the screen, which take over your logical mind and drags you into a crazed, enthralling state. And there, they got ya! So, it keeps you going and going, money signs on the mind...then, you start losing and losing...and suddenly before your know it, your bet is down to ZERO.

I really can see the addiction, but unfortunately I am a frugal person, and would much rather spend on other immensities (i.e. wine). But, I feel for those people. I just don't see how people can take that much of a chance on luck.

I Blame it ALL On Mr. Paluba - For the Most Part

Oh man...heart beat racing, mind goes blank, a sudden fear of death kicks into the brain, and cold sweats rushing throughout my body! I hate when I get anxiety attacks. I can't remember when I had my first one, because I have had so many. I have always wanted to pinpoint this fear that often arises in the least opportune moments, but I can never quite figure it out.

It wasn't until yesterday that I realized, it could be the time Mr. Paluba, my geometry teacher from high school brutally embarrassed me in class one day. I think I have been traumatized ever since!

When he called on me to answer a question I said "ummm," and he abruptly shouted, "ummm is not the answer!" And he scared the crizz-ap out of me. I could feel my face turning red, as the entire class' attention was focused on me. He proceeded to point out the fact my face was turning red, he said "why is your face all red?" And I just said, "ughhh." And he continued to shout," it's getting redder...and redder, and redder!" It was the most mortifying moment I ever had in high school.

I am not sure if he was the reason for my panic attacks, but I am sure it could very well add to my anxiety. And I hope he reads this one day, and offers to pay for my therapy. HAHA! j/k

Mr. Paluba, thanks a million.

Well, just another random thought for the day...

Rhinos, Monkeys, and Humans all do it ...

Have you ever read that book Everyone Poops by Taro Gomi? I love that story; it should be on a top seller list or something! Every time someone says they don’t cow-plop, I refer to that book, because it tells the truth – everyone poops! I have a friend who will deny that she excretes from her derriere, but I know she has to be lying. The “bible” (Everyone Poops) begs to differ. I really don’t enjoy talking about bowel movements (at least not in detail), but this is a huge concern for me. If the possibility is true – my said friend here doesn’t poop – I am deeply distressed, where is all the excess going? And will she indeed one day, just explode? That would be shitty (yes, pun was intended). Anyway, just my thought today...

Rhinos poop, dogs poop, and even she poops too....The Bunny