This one deals seriously slow. But it's kinda mesmerizing. Like playing in slow motion. I call my Sweet Ti for our usual Friday 5 p.m. "Welcome to our Weekend" call. Once again, she is picking up her sister Marie to spend the weekend with her. That makes me happy, she won't have to be alone. Not that our house is lonely with 5 cats hanging around. All of our menagerie are permanent inside felines. Meow!!!! I have to admit that I miss sitting at the Wally Gator Bar next to my Sweet Ti playing VP at the shorty machines. Hell, I just miss being with my Sweet Ti. The rest of the evening didn't go so well. Seems like no matter where I inserted coin, my credits ended up like this-

 I grab another pizza special- I do like my pizza- and cut my losses and call it a night. I managed a small profit for the day. Plus I earned about a hundy in comps. And a grand total of 19 points. Which isn't bad considering all the VP I played. 

 One interesting aspect to this ancient game is the fact that you can't see dollar amounts anywhere on this machine. Everything is in credits except that jackpot amount. I keep grinding out these wins to keep plodding along. Then the magic finally happens. Jimmy????

                                                           World's Smallest Handpay

                                                                    305.76

Well, the jackpot only grows a penny per spin. By my calculations, that means there was 4182. cycled thru this machine between jackpots. I'm just chock a block full of interesting facts and useless information. Today's local Barbara paid me. Barbara and I have a history. A couple of years ago she helped me out when I had a problem with a TITO payout. It's a long story. Babs used to work the same shift with a great friend of ours, Mignon. But Mignon got the ol' Resorts Shaft and had her shifts sliced and diced. Barbara tells me that she only works now when other people call in sick. That's just plain wrong. Between Mignon and what they did to our previous Host Martha, it's hard to have warm and pleasant feelings about Resorts and Mohegan Sun. Just to recap the Martha saga, she has lung cancer. While she was recovering- and cancer free, they canned her. Just plain wrong. Poor thing. We still stay in touch. Our new Host, Shaunda, is okay I guess. But Martha was the best. End of rant. I cashed out my remaining credits and sought new fertile pastures. Double Spinners.

 Just couldn't pull the pop top on any of those, especially that 15x. Bummer. Once again I got smoked out. Time for a change.

                                                       720 ways to lose your money.

Sweet Ti gives me a ring. The girls are easing their way into their Saturday. I axk her to pick a machine. Her response please Jim-

                                                         Thanks for the tip Sweet Ti Darlin'!

                                                        Roll the 50's vintage footage James-

                                                          Craptacular Bonus!

         While I'm over here in the MVille Casino area- such as it is- I think I'll try Lock it Link one more time. Fire it up Jim!

                                                              Nice win.

                                                                   228.25

In the background there are a nice couple rooting me on. Once again I hear another story of a big win on the machine that I'm playing. Just not me. Cash out. By my notes I see that I next went over by Bar None and played some Top Dollar. It's a damn good thing I take notes. I got 75. as a first offer. I'll take it. Yet another person tells me he hit the 1k bonus on this game yesterday. Yadda yadda yadda, good for him. I cashed out a 40. profit. Time to try the Blazin' 7's Prog. Dollar Style.

                                                              2 hundy profit  

 Feed me Seymour!  I ordered me up some Ruby's to go. I played some VP slants while I waited and scored a couple on boats. +45.

                                                                  comps.

  I checked in with Sweet Ti after I ate. They are binging on Netflix. There is all kinds of activity going on around me here upstairs. Mona and her partner are doing their best to break the bed next door while across the hall the Jersey Punk Boys are jamming the rap and I suppose impressing each other by doing on hand push ups in the hallway. They all have on skin tight white tee shirts. I'm impressed. I also notice there's no girls around. Enough of that. Time to hit the floor now that I am thoroughly disgusted. 

                                                               112. line hit 

 Wolf Run is a tough nut to crack. Cost me a hundy. Top Dollar Premium, offers of 50./40/120. Pushed. Triple Double Diamond 2. 2 credit ate yet another hundy. Which means the ol' BR is fresh out of them. In my pocket at least. BUT, it's well into the afternoon, and as we all know, or you will know now since I'm telling y'all, free slot play instigates here at noon. I head for the slants, which are full. Onward to the uprights. Insert card.

   How in the world they come up with these strange amounts I'll never know. Today's CW here is Lottie. But Lottie isn't a hottie.

                                                                 .50 DDB

                                                           sorry, flip phone pic. 

Of course I had switched over to Bonus Poker. Story of my life. Or at least this particular trip. After that hit I fed in my last 40. to keep it going. Gone. Break time once again. I ice down Yarma's cooler and restock the room one last time. Back to the action. Jim???

          Over to Hollyrock Hills I played some Double Top Dollah. Had a couple of 60. hits and parleyed to 2. That's 18./spin. 

 Parleyed to 5. but never had an offer. I stayed too long at the fair and ended up with a push.  Drifted around making smallish donations to the Tribe. At the kiosk, I see that I still haven't used my 50. Celebration Dinner annual award. Sweet Ti & I are planning on coming back here for NYE, but not before. And the anniversary date for my Epic card is early in December. That means the dinner will run out before we get back. I don't think so. I make my game plan. Breadsticks for dinner, and use that puppy up. Aloft I get cleaned up and notice the Miss America parade making it's way south on the boardwalk. It's mobbed down there. I ease my way down to the restaurant. I stop by the cashier to make sure the 50. is active. She says that it is. They aren't terribly busy. I will be Blonde Kathy's customer. She's called Blonde Kathy because 3 girls named Kathy that work here. And she is the only Blonde. Are y'all keeping up? I tell B.K. about my desire to use up my comp. Everything on the menu is very reasonably priced. I end up ordering the Sirloin Steak and a club sandwich to go for the trip home tomorrow. 47.50 after tax. Perfect.

 Very tasty. While I was waiting for my steak, I walk look outside and see the parade has ended. The restaurantis on the 2nd floor overlooking the boards. Too bad there were no tables open near the windows, Let's take a look at that new wheel Jimmy-

 If it was a bit darker outside the lights would stand out better. Here at Breadsticks, you take your bill to the cashier yourself. I tipped Blonde Kathy 40% and made my way up. Or tried to. The line doesn't appear to be moving. Only one cashier is open, and she is having problems settling the bill for these 3 chicks, one of them in a Rascal. Meanwhile, the natives are getting restless. Finally some dude shoes up and opens the other register. I finally am next and tell him to please use the 50. comp on my card. He says nothing and rings me up. I sign for it and put the receipt in the bag with my sammich. I go to Yarma with my food. I once again chatted with my Sweet Ti, just to tell her how much I missed her. You long time readers will remember that I like to end each trip with a 4OAK for my last hand. I have 2 hundy left to gambol with. The rest is going home with me. Luckily for me my fav slant is open. The one with the Deuces Wild faceplate. Wherever in the casino they move this on to I manage to find it. I start our with .50 BP but blow thru a hundy and end up at quarters.

And with that I cash out. I stop by a kiosk to see how many points I've earned today. The gaming machines don't tell you. 23 points today. It's so much easier to earn points playing slots. I also see that the Celebration Dinner comp is still on the card. Plus my comps are down around 50. Dudeish screwed up. I hit the player's card to get it taken care of. The girl there verifies that's what happened, BUT, I have to go to the restaurant to get it taken care of. Bummer. The player's club is all the way in the rear of the joint. Breadsticks is way at the other end. I get there and ask the girl if she remembers me. She does. I tell her about the dude's mistake. She tries to fix it, but needs the manager to make it happen. He's busy right now. So I wait. Like 15 minutes. He finally shows up. Guess who it is. Yepper, the same dude. He fixes it and never apologizes or even looks at me. Idiot. The girl does. Whatever. I stop by the food court and order a Häagen Dazs Sundae.

 Up on the 46th, I enjoy my treat and pack. It's been fun. For the trip I earned 55 points, and close to 2 hundy in comps. The BR came out 2 hundy ahead. I crashed and had the alarm set for Plaid. I slept quickly and used comps for the dreaded 15. a night resort fee. Cash for the 5. a night tax. Caught the 7 a.m. ferry and was home by kickoff. Thanks for coming along y'all!!!!