Kathy's Lucky Day

March 21st, 2006

Kathy called me to tell me that, while in Phoenix, she stopped in an Indian Casino (you know, next to Target) and dropped some coins in a slot machine. She ended up winning exactly enough money to pay for her trip. Cool, eh?

I'm convinced that casual gambling would never go so well for me. It's not that I don't have a sense for things—I do. It's just sometimes I can be a few millimeters off. When I drove Kathy to the airport yesterday morning, I was making some joke about her flight and in the process referred to it being at gate 47. I made that up. She called me later to tell me that her flight was out of gate 74.

This means that if I am psychic, I'm dyslexic psychic. Dyslexia would be most unfortunate when gambling. Can't you just see?

"I win! Yay me!"

"Um, ma'am, you have 12. You need 21 to win…"

"Oh."

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