
Part 2: The Arrival and Hijinx
We arrive at our destination and park letting valet take our car. Exiting the car, it’s about 11:30 PM and gentle fingers of cool desert night air greet us as we make our way inside.
We first stop at the smoke shop as my wife likes a little gambling with her cigarettes. She always gets a few packs of Native American cigarettes that neither of us have ever heard of but they are at least cheap.
Before we begin our ritual of monetary destruction. we head to the player’s club kiosk as we both lost our cards. Now before you hit me up with “Waste of time” or “they track your play and spy on you blah blah blah…” I’m going to say that they are way more worth their weight in gold and the hassle. Thanks to using those pesky cards, I basically haven’t paid for a standard hotel room in Vegas, San Diego, or Laughlin, NV in nearly 5 years now. Plus, there are a lot of freebies too.
One night a year before at the same Casino they called my name out of a drawing resulting in $500 in free-play. We make our way through the lines fairly quickly, but not quick enough for my wife.
Before I know it, my wife trips over metal corded line queue designators knocking them all down and face planting it. There was a loud clank as they all feel with her. This was a nasty spill even by my standards (king klutz that I am). I rush to her aid shooing away the gawkers and making sure she’s ok and helping her up. She looks at me with serious eyes and relief that I didn’t laugh at her. Something, she had done at my countless falls and spills in the past. I knew she was embarrassed and so I protected her as best I could.
She’s ok and I the metal cords up. I put my arm around her waist and guide her gently through the Casino triple checking that she was ok and making the same light joke I always make when I fall “At least you stuck the landing”.
Tune in next time for the continuing saga of: Out of Gas, Again and Other Misadventures.
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Get paid? You can make money on WP? Do tell. I have no knowledge of this. lol
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I don’t right now, but I know if you get enough fewer shift you can get paid. You can monetize your block and it’s based on views.
Companies like Google and others can actually put advertisements on your blog and then you get paid either on views or posts depending on the kind of volume your blog creates. It’s kind of a Numbers game.
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Interesting. I guess I don’t get enough views to attract the money gods attention. They put ads on my stuff for free, because I didn’t pay them for their “upgrades” and I just use the free version of WP.
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I’m not gonna charge people to be in my content ever, but if I can get paid by advertisers for people to view my content, I don’t mind as long as it’s not too intrusive
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Same. I’d never charge people to read my stuff unless someday I decide to publish a book of my poetry. But I doubt that would draw in very much interest.
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I do do something called payoff to one of the other bloggers and which I paid for a year and she basically tags my blog every time she posts is a place to go, which is totally fine and I don’t mind paying that.
I want to read what they have to subscribe to their content. I’m not gonna do that. I’m sorry.
You know if I miss out I miss out, but I’m giving it out for free and I’m never gonna charge people ever unless I write a book.
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I read everything. I’m just mostly silent 😶 lol
Happy to have given you a smile. ❤️🫂
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Thank you for saying so and that’s good to know again I just assume people don’t comment they’re just liking to give me likes, which are great for blogging but as a writer I can’t improve unless I know what people really think as always thank you for Sharing Phoebe and thank you for your valuable feedback, and your writing is amazing.
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I will try to remember to comment more. I am not one for liking just to like, but I am not as vocal as I want to be. Especially on days when I’m feeling angsty. Which happens more often than not.
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I did my best to comment where I can, but I get literally hundreds and hundreds of blogs on front of me every day.
I want to give the authors a like and view credit and visit credit because that helps them with their staff and will help them get paid, but also I try to read and give feedback on as many as I can too it makes my brain hurt lol 😂
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Poor thing. I bet she was mortified, more than hurt. All the people turning to stare. Yikes. 🫤
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Yes, she was and thank you. You are the first person to comment on any of these stories.
I was starting to think no one was ever going to read them.
Thank you, Phoebe you made my day!!!! ❤️❤️❤️
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