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#15271 voyager

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Posted 23 January 2019 - 02:17 AM

I'm about to make an offer on a house and move back to the burbs.

Be prepared for two years of gnashing and whailing over a huge Reno

 

Congratulations!    This will be the least of your angst but probably nothing compared to your long term pleasure.   Enjoy!


It's not my circus,

not my monkeys.


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Posted 25 January 2019 - 02:35 AM

Never underestimate nature.

 

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not my monkeys.


#15273 prasantrin

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Posted 25 January 2019 - 03:07 AM

Where was the photo taken? I know someone who would love a shot of that.

#15274 voyager

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Posted 25 January 2019 - 03:29 AM

Near our weekend place in Calaveras County, California.

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not my monkeys.


#15275 Wilfrid

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Posted 27 January 2019 - 03:05 AM

Prince Phillip driving........


I can imagine him being a difficult and annoying passenger. 😆

#15276 Wilfrid

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Posted 01 February 2019 - 02:31 AM

Someone I knew at high school, and shared an apartment with for a year thereafter is in town this weekend and feels he’s at the time of life when he should reach out to old friends.

So we’re having dinner.

Apart from being aware of each other on LinkedIn, we’ve had no contact for over 20 years, and it must be much longer ago that we last saw each other.

So this will be strange. The thing is - and over-50s will get this - I have vivid memories of stuff we were involved in back then, probably more vivid than memories from 10 years ago.

#15277 Wilfrid

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Posted 01 February 2019 - 02:33 AM

I am confident that he no longer goes by, nor would wish to be addressed by, his high school nickname. But it might slip out.

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Posted 01 February 2019 - 03:45 PM

Awakened early Wednesday morning by loud music..   Our neighbors are away so I was surprised to see someone in their kitchen.   Completely at home, pulling food from the fridge, drinking "soda".   Dancing.     They have an adult daughter, possibly over to do wash or feed the cat.    But dancing isn't her MO.    Who is this then?   A friend of hers?    Whoever it is is really high.   Pulling off clothing and tossing it across the room.    Finally having no more to remove.    Wildly writhing and leaping.   

 

What to do?    Call the owner on vacation?     at 4am?    Call the police?     Call the daughter?

 

Husband was afraid that it was someone with permission since there was no visible sign of break in., therefore embarrassing to the homeowner.    

 

Only glimpsed briefly Wednesday and not at all Wednesday night.   

 

The neighbor called us yesterday from Hawaii to say that their garage camera had picked up and was showing an intruder.   Okay.   Call the police.   

 

7 squad cars, 2 dog units, house surrounded + sniper on adjacent garage.    Sidewalks cut off by police tape.   

 

Daughter brought a key, police got in and brought out the young woman, wearing daughter's clothes and jewelry.    Additional hour spent trying to flush out an accomplice but there appeared to be none.   

 

CSI arrived and husband was able to board up a small broken pane that we all had missed, including police.   

 

Ours is a very tight community, with neighbors watching out for each other and exchanging "away"  information.     But we learned something this time. 

 

 

It is critical to discern between burglary and squatting which is totally new in our neighborhood.    This woman was so brazenly "at home" that regardless her totally bizarre behavior, which I attributed to drugs, that I couldn't believe she hadn't permission to be there.    And one shouldn't let liberal social attitudes stand in the way of reporting something that is wildly abnormal.


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#15279 voyager

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Posted 06 February 2019 - 10:41 PM

10 minutes of near sounding Fire and Police sirens, multiple helicopters overhead, car traffic bumper to bumper on our street.    What's up?    Walk to the corner.   Perpendicular street is a parking lot of fire engines.    Flames shooting 4 stories high at the other end of the block.     A construction crew had drilled into a high pressure gas line.    An hour ago.    Flames still look like this.    

 

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I guess we're safe.   We are surrounded by fire and police and no one has suggested that there is danger at this distance.    

 

Ah...I see the news is finally on it.     https://sanfrancisco...no-evacuations/

 

eta, gas line capped 2 hours later.    Can go to bed tonight.


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not my monkeys.


#15280 Evelyn

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Posted 07 February 2019 - 03:53 AM

More money than sense.

 

I actually saw this guy play one night. I'd seen Aussie James Packer (son of Kerry) play dice. He lost a couple of million relatively quickly. But watching Watanabe, who actually won the night I saw him play blackjack, was beyond surreal. He had the whole table (7 seats) to himself--and played $30K (not counting splits and double downs) per hand. Obviously I never gambled like that. But, these stories remind me why I stopped playing table games 6 months after I moved to LV.



#15281 joethefoodie

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Posted 08 February 2019 - 02:38 PM

Confession - I like to gamble. The friends that I grew up with, well, we started playing poker probably when we were around 11 or 12. Penny three, as we called it back then.  Penny ante, three cent raises. Games would take place in my parent's basement (my dad had built a really nice bar down there, a thing to do in the 60s, I guess), or at any number of other friends' homes. This was a group of 10-11 guys, not all of whom would play in all the games, and who still remain friends today. Poker games aren't as frequent, as the diaspora has some us still living in California (I moved back, some didn't), Florida (kill me), North Carolina, etc. etc.  

 

As we "matured," we even would fool around with roulette and blackjack, and as we got a little older and all of us were working during the last 2-3 years of high school, the games got a little more expensive, but it was still all good fun. 

 

We actually had a nice reunion a number of years ago - in Vegas, perfect for a bunch of ne'er do wells. And then Significant Eater and I returned to Vegas a few times (I mean, we got married in Vegas, so why not?), usually with one other couple who really liked to gamble.

 

But a strange thing happened; as Vegas became more and more popular, more and more ummmm, fancy, the tables got more and more expensive.  And while I like to gamble, I don't really like to lose, or make that to lose my bankroll very quickly. And since I play craps, once the tables went from $5 minimums to $15 or even more at peak times, losing a gambling session's bankroll could happen very quickly.  In the first few trips to Vegas, we used to head downtown, because Binion's always had cheap tables. Or we'd hop into our rental car and head over to the Boulder Highway, where Significant Eater and I found a place that had $1 craps - $100 and you feel like a high roller there! 

 

Nowadays, we seem to have moved away from casino gambling, it just doesn't hold the same excitement that it once did. And one of my good friends, with whom I'd drive up to the Mohegan Sun or down to AC for a day of craps, passed away. Or maybe, just maybe, I've "matured."



#15282 Rich

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Posted 08 February 2019 - 03:11 PM

Stick with the ponies - better payoffs and after nine races they send you home.



#15283 Evelyn

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Posted 08 February 2019 - 03:16 PM

I used to fly to LV to gamble frequently before I moved here. I did better than break even. The first 6 months I lived in LV, I still gambled and had some pretty good nights. A good friend (who had been my casino host years before) took me aside and told me that in the long run, the streak wouldn't continue. On Christmas eve of that year, I was out with two friends and their Dad (who is a very wealthy man). After dinner we went to the casino. In 5 minutes I'd lost $500. So I'd stopped, realizing this wasn't going to be my night. Each of them had taken out $10K markers. Their money was gone in about 10 minutes. They each took another round of markers, and that money was gone within 15 minutes. These guys were not novices, they knew the 'way' to play the games. But, I'd seen streaks like this before. I decided to head home. They continued. I don't know how much they lost, but they did say it was 'epic'--in a bad way. I'd seen them lose some pretty staggering amounts--which they could certainly afford, so this must have been really obscene. But, thanks to the conversation with my friend/ex-host, that was the last time I played a table game. This Christmas eve will be the 20th anniversary of my stopping. And oddly, considering my past history, I do not miss it.



#15284 joethefoodie

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Posted 08 February 2019 - 03:54 PM

Stick with the ponies - better payoffs and after nine races they send you home.

 

I don't know about better payoffs - you have to pick winners for that!  And they may send you home, but there is always tomorrow. Or, these days, plenty of online betting from racetracks around the world!

 

Re: payoffs...if one plays craps "properly," the house advantage is very, very small.

 

I used to fly to LV to gamble frequently before I moved here. I did better than break even. The first 6 months I lived in LV, I still gambled and had some pretty good nights. A good friend (who had been my casino host years before) took me aside and told me that in the long run, the streak wouldn't continue. On Christmas eve of that year, I was out with two friends and their Dad (who is a very wealthy man). After dinner we went to the casino. In 5 minutes I'd lost $500. So I'd stopped, realizing this wasn't going to be my night. Each of them had taken out $10K markers. Their money was gone in about 10 minutes. They each took another round of markers, and that money was gone within 15 minutes. These guys were not novices, they knew the 'way' to play the games. But, I'd seen streaks like this before. I decided to head home. They continued. I don't know how much they lost, but they did say it was 'epic'--in a bad way. I'd seen them lose some pretty staggering amounts--which they could certainly afford, so this must have been really obscene. But, thanks to the conversation with my friend/ex-host, that was the last time I played a table game. This Christmas eve will be the 20th anniversary of my stopping. And oddly, considering my past history, I do not miss it.

 

Thanks for sharing this.  One of the best things I  learned, early on in my days of casino gambling (yeah, I read a lot of books), was to not reach back into the pocket once the bankroll for that day or session was lost.  Also - to walk away a winner if possible.



#15285 StephanieL

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Posted 08 February 2019 - 04:02 PM

Voyager, that was right by you??!!  How scary.


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