Gambling and alcohol don’t mix well. Kin. I remember being in a casino, often, where a group of eastern Europeans (not that nationality matters when it comes to gambling)would have a “beer night” . The beer was supplied by the owner. The more they drank, the more reckless they became. I was usually too absorbed in my own “buzz” to pay attention to others, but these guys (one in particular) would swear and mutter as he tried to push the notes into the slot in the machine that he could barely see. Judgement becomes seriously impaired with high alcohol levels. Thinking back on that makes me never want to gamble again. I would probably do likewise if I was “tanked” up with alcohol.
Thankfully gambling is my only poison, but it doesn’t affect me today, Kin. It’s only when we place that first bet that we become powerless. Remember? TODAY we are in control. TODAY gambling has no power over us.
Happy Easter!
