Change my name to “Lucky”

So, I got married on September 3rd, in case you weren’t aware. And my lovely wife surprised me with a honeymoon trip to Las Vegas. We had alot of fun roaming around and taking in all that is Lost Wages, erm…..Las Vegas. On a particularly nice Wednesday evening, we decided to visit “Classic Las Vegas” down on Fremont Street. Home of the old school casinos from before most people alive today were born. We walked into the Golden Nugget and immediately saw one of those enormous slot machines, the 6 foot long ones with 4 reels. RaRa, my lovely wife, asked me for some money and I obliged…she pushed the “Bet One Credit” button 5 times. She looks at me and says,”No one ever bets max credits on these things.” Which makes sense since it’s to the tune of $5. After kissing her ring finger…pulled the handle….and BAM!!! DINGDINGDINGDINGDING!!! We had won $50. So, with the $5 left as credit in the machine, I repeated Laura’s little luck ritual…and BAM!!!! The reels stopped on Bar Bar Bar Bar…DINGDINGDINGDINGDING!!! $250 in dollar tokens starts falling out, at this point we realize we need cups to carry all this freaking change. We cashed in at a net total of $235 (we spent $10 on the two pulls and RaRa give $5 to some grumpy looking woman giving us the evil eye). We walked out the door and headed directly for the nearest “Refuge for Women who are Clothing Challenged” (Read: Topless Bar). We had a blast. So, now I’m feeling like the luckiest man on the planet. I’ve got a beautiful wife, a surprise trip to Vegas, won $300 on a $10 bet, and got to drink 4 drinks to the tune of $40 without so much as a wince. Yep, I’m changing my name. (j/k)