Met a friend at IHOP at four in the morning. His wife had bounced to another city for good and he was way burnt about it. Drove him up north, to Oklahoma, to the Winstar there. Partied pretty hard with the old dudes and dropped ducats upon ducats into many various slot machines. He pounded the max bet button on a Star Wars rig and walked out plus a hundred, two hundred, some amount of money richer. He was grinning by the time we left, and we went back to his pad after that and played some pool. So the moral of this story is even when things seem to be at their worst, gamble all of your money, eat pancakes, and play pool. Or something.

Later on I was playing Robotrek and got to thinking how evil it would be if the casinos tied slots in with a questing system, kind of like they have here on Giant Bomb. You know, have a comp card to keep track of you. Give you achievements. They'd make even more. Level 900 Degenerate Video Roulette Player. Augmented reality, baby. You know it's coming.