The Irish Thug

Driving back and forth to upstate New York for Christmas gave me a lot of time to think. And as I still am very much at a lose when it comes to the concept of playing slots, I compiled the following.

Interview Questions for a Slot Player
(Interview to be done while the player is playing a slot machine.)

1. How long have you been playing this slot machine?
2. What is the biggest pay out you have gotten from this slot machine?
3. Why did you choose to play this machine?
4. Do you believe that machines will go on “hot” or “cold” streaks? If so, how would one know when one was about to happen?
5. How long have you been playing slots in general?
6. Over this time, did you set certain lines, where if crossed you would move to the higher machines? (Ex. Move to quarter slots if the person started playing nickel slots.)
7. Over this time, did you ever consider moving down to lower machines if you were doing poorly?
8. What is the biggest win you have ever had playing slots?
9. Do you play other games in the casino, such as Roulette or Keno?

That’s all I have for now. Obviously, some of the questions will work better based on the player and some answer could lead to other interesting questions.

I’ve been home for a few days. This means that my parents have gotten me to listen to a fair amount of Christmas songs. It’s fine when doing the tree, but the whole ride home from Boston is a little much. Since I was being subjected to this stuff, I started actually listening to what some of the songs were talking about. The song that struck me the most was Baby It’s Cold Outside. Turns out this song really has nothing to do with Christmas, just happens to be set during the winter. What is actually happening in the song is the woman is thinking about ending the night and heading home after having spent the evening with the man. So, it really ends up boiling down to, the guy wants some ass. She probably likes him enough, but must not do that on the first date. Then the comments about drinking start getting more prevalent. Turns out he really wants this ass, enough to get her drunk enough to say yes. Now those are some great American values, if I’ve ever heard any. Exactly the type of things I want my kids to be listening to during the young and impressionable years.

I don’t care what people say about eating raw eggs, uncooked cookie dough is levels above the cookies they become when baked.

If you are in Boston, make sure you get on the train before the last one. Sitting at all the major hubs for 5-10 minutes is not fun.

Even if the movie is set in Boston, you are allowed to have people with out bad attempts at a Boston accent.

I procrastinate too much?

This isn’t the first time I’ve seen this screen.

It’s interview season for all the students going on COOP in January (myself included). Within the last week I’ve been asked 3 times how to tie a tie. If your dad didn’t teach you how to do that at any point before college, I don’t want to think about what else he didn’t teach you.

One interview today and another one in the works. I’m so ready to be done with classes. Pay checks are also nice.

Bush sees possible Iraq-Vietnam parallel

The Internet Gambling Bill passes.
I get throat-checked and punched in the helmet at practice.
Twice in two weeks the following happened:
-Some one bailed, you wanna see Tool?
-Yes
-Oh, wait, they can come.

I’m so looking forward to tomorrow’s Electronics test.

Dear World,

From now on, you are no longer allowed just look at me blankly when I say what my major is. Yes, it’s a hard major. Yes, it does imply that I am smarter than some people. However, this doesn’t mean I am on some huge other level above some of the other intellectually taxing professions. Just because you have a better general understanding of what a brain surgeon is doing doesn’t mean it’s an easier job.
It’s not even the assumed intelligence that bothers me, it’s the lack of response. Saying “That must be hard.” is better than you just staring.

Thank You.

PS Hey look, it’s Gary Coleman.

So, I’m pretty tame when it comes to these things, but I’ve noticed something. When I talk about the people act ridiculously in this area, I generally talk about my inability to understand the people that party the entire weekend, every week. My present roommate is one of those kids. But I here him talk, and he says he can’t understand the people that drink or smoke every day of them week.

I assume that this process continues. Those that smoke everyday say that they only smoke weed, nothing hardcore. Then we pass through the people that only do hardcore drugs regularly, and move on to the people who are just constantly gone off hardcore drugs. But this brings us to a weird spot. Who are the people that the hardcore, always gone druggies think about and feel that, “Man those guys are ridiculously out of control”?

As a side note: The question was asked to my roommate last night, “Based on your connections, what’s the hardest drug you could get if you wanted it?” He hesitates. So I flipped it, “What can you NOT get?” Again he hesitates. So, if anyone wants anything, I have a connection.