Sunday, September 15, 2019
Betting, the Farm
We went to my friend's wedding in Michigan harbor country this weekend. I don't know that it could legally have been any more incredible. The wedding hotel was at a casino, which gave us the opportunity to lose $100, win about half of it back, and then spend that half on late-night sandwiches at the lobby shop. I had never gambled before, so I didn't realize that win or lose, it's confusing as all hell. The slot machines had all these different symbols on them that I didn't understand, and they turned my actual money into "credits" that sometimes did and sometimes did not equal a penny. I'm not worried that it's deceptive or exploitative, though; I'm sure the septuagenarians and people towing oxygen tanks behind them both understood exactly what was happening and had loads of disposable income to spare.
In other news, there was a Hard Rock Café at the casino, so we got to eat adjacent to something purporting to be Sting's bass. There was also an amazing buffet where I was able to eat omelets, nachos, and mac and cheese during the same meal, although we caused an international incident by ordering mimosas because the hotel was "out of champagne" on a random Saturday in September. Oh, and there was a pool, where I definitely felt like there were some middle aged couples swinging. All in all a five star venue.
But I don't want to neglect the wedding itself! The ceremony was very heartfelt and mercifully short, given how hot it turns out September can be when you're sitting in direct sunlight in a suit. They brought in a youth choir for the music, which was sort of like Glee before everyone stopped caring about it. It was at a winery, so there was plenty of wine, and the food was very good. And then there was much dancing, to an 8-piece band that didn't seem to mind watching lawyers spaz out. All in all, a glorious weekend, such that the dread of Monday is hitting harder than ever. Such is life, one supposes.
We went to my friend's wedding in Michigan harbor country this weekend. I don't know that it could legally have been any more incredible. The wedding hotel was at a casino, which gave us the opportunity to lose $100, win about half of it back, and then spend that half on late-night sandwiches at the lobby shop. I had never gambled before, so I didn't realize that win or lose, it's confusing as all hell. The slot machines had all these different symbols on them that I didn't understand, and they turned my actual money into "credits" that sometimes did and sometimes did not equal a penny. I'm not worried that it's deceptive or exploitative, though; I'm sure the septuagenarians and people towing oxygen tanks behind them both understood exactly what was happening and had loads of disposable income to spare.
In other news, there was a Hard Rock Café at the casino, so we got to eat adjacent to something purporting to be Sting's bass. There was also an amazing buffet where I was able to eat omelets, nachos, and mac and cheese during the same meal, although we caused an international incident by ordering mimosas because the hotel was "out of champagne" on a random Saturday in September. Oh, and there was a pool, where I definitely felt like there were some middle aged couples swinging. All in all a five star venue.
But I don't want to neglect the wedding itself! The ceremony was very heartfelt and mercifully short, given how hot it turns out September can be when you're sitting in direct sunlight in a suit. They brought in a youth choir for the music, which was sort of like Glee before everyone stopped caring about it. It was at a winery, so there was plenty of wine, and the food was very good. And then there was much dancing, to an 8-piece band that didn't seem to mind watching lawyers spaz out. All in all, a glorious weekend, such that the dread of Monday is hitting harder than ever. Such is life, one supposes.
