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    Am I the only moron who thinks he can make money gambling if he goes consistently enough and learns from his mistakes?  Well, last night, I once again went to a casino.  It started off well, playing slots and eating a free lobster buffet that I earned from being at the place for hours the last time I was there.  Then, right at the end, I decided to sit at a table and play some 3 card poker.  I didn't lose much money, but to me it was just the point of the fact that I had basically broke even playing slots and ate a free dinner.  But nooooooo, Ernest liked the idea of sitting at a table, like he was a big shot.  There was of course a random cocktail waitress who tried her best to flirt with me and get me to buy drinks.  There was also the dealer who kept trying to get me to bet more money on each hand (because I could win more).  
    In the end, I do what I always do.  I go up money, and then stay just long enough to give it all back, and then some.  I guess you can say that gambling is my crack, my heroin, my speed, my meth, my true addiction.  Its not about betting a lot money.  Because, unlike many addicts out there, I don't get an evil thrill out of putting up hundreds and thousands of dollars I don't have because of the rush.  For me, its about the honest thought that I can either brake even for the night and know I was entertained, or come home with money I didn't have when I walked into the place.  I guess I will never learn my lesson.  Oh, did I mention that I will be in Vegas for Christmas?  
    Am I the only one who loves to gamble?