power overwhelming. i saw god tonight. or the devil. i'm not sure which one. but it was spiritual. it resonated to my core. i saw the blazing blank stares of mono-eyed video slot sirens. and the returning raptured gaze of human dreamers, staring just as hard back. i heard the inane chatter of gamblers and the heavy *clink* of tokens hitting stainless steel trays. i saw karma hanging in thick physical clouds over particular individuals. drifting over particular chairs. particular spots on a green felt table. and it was all powerful, heady stuff. mathematics is chaos disguised as organization. this is bordering on blasphemy, but the way the numbers game worked out (or more accurately, didn't work out), i swear i witnessed miracles. one guy getting all the right cards while everyone else got all the wrong ones. over and over. the consistency of randomness is scary. the invisible hands of loki hovered over very visible cash-- disguised cunningly as disposable two-toned clay chips. and the entire experience crescendoed into a symphony of "money, money, money." the sweet stench of imagined fortune is intoxicating. it probably helped that we won. or rather. he won. while i watched and did my best rabbit's foot impersonation. but anyone winning is really good, even if it's not directly you. plus, i got a free carne asada out of it.



i'm also feeling the drink ladies. the ones who push around the carts around and offer you free beverages whenever you want it. what a great place. for the blessed. for the lucky. for the strong.