177 AVIS AND THE WHITE COCK
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Tuesday, May 3, 2005 (Continued)
Binion's Horseshoe Casino is certainly at a different scale than Spirit Mountain. Overwhelmingly larger, with a far greater number of self-deluded idiots/customers.
I got asked for ID soon after I walked into the gambling area. I had a struggle digging my wallet out of my tight pocket, so I told the security guard, "Sorry, my girlfriend insists I wear tight pants. Apparently I've got a cute ass. And don't you dare look at it, or I'll call Security on your ass."
He chuckled, quickly checked my card, passed it back, and wished me, "Good luck."
I didn't tell him I had something better.
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While I was making my way through all the slot machines I had the idea of using NP to push the wheels of one of them into winning positions. The wheels were behind glass, and I hadn't tested NP through glass. It'd failed through a telephoto camera lens, but I guessed NP would work through optically neutral glass. Nor did I know whether physically pushing the wheels might set off all sorts of alarms. I could easily conduct an experiment by trying it on someone else's machine so if any alarms went off I wouldn't be involved. Right now probably wasn't the best time to get involved in something other than what I'd come here for, and this casino probably wasn't the best one to experiment in either. It was an idea for another day though, as some of the slot machine jackpots were well worth winning.
I found the table games area and located the roulette table closest to the front door. With great trepidation, and a prayer to a God I don't believe in - which I hoped He wouldn't hold against me right now - I looked to see how the wheel was physically constructed...
The wheel and ball looked IDENTICAL to the one used at Spirit Mountain, other than some irrelevant decorative differences, which was a HUGE relief. The first potential obstacle didn't seem to exist.
I was very eager to test my NP, but Prof had requested that I wander around enough to know where all the various roulette tables were in case I had to quickly find Prof on another one. At Spirit Mountain that could have been done while standing in one spot, but it was a very different situation here. I wandered around quickly, because it was a big place and I'd hate to not be ready for Prof if he turned up at the short end of his time estimate.
There were an impressive number of roulette tables, quite a few of which were closed. Presumably because Tuesday afternoon wasn't their busy period. After my quick scout I hurried back to our target table.
There were several non-bettors hanging around it, so I chose not to buy any chips immediately. I waited until I could do my first test, which was to 'weigh' the ball, to avoid the risk of sending it flying across the room like last time I'd gotten its weight wrong. I weighed it the same way I'd done it at Spirit Mountain: I waited until it was in a slot with the wheel virtually stationary, then I used an NP-fingertip to VERY lightly start to push it out of the slot. A little tricky, because the wheel was still rotating slowly, but there was no hurry because the dealers take a while to make all the payouts.
I slowly increased my push, until the point when I felt the ball wobble. It weighed about the same as the ball at Spirit Mountain. The weight of the ball had been my biggest remaining concern, so I was now feeling very good. As best I could tell, we had exactly the same situation as at Spirit Mountain, where I'd been 100% accurate. I was still worried about the unforeseen, but everything I could see looked fantastic.
Now to start testing my accuracy at hitting a target. I looked at my watch's second hand, to get a random target: 44 seconds. Subtracting 38 gave 6 as my target.
On the next spin I tried to hit 6. I took it very carefully initially, getting my timing perfect and deliberately under-nudging the ball to make sure nothing peculiar happened. It seemed to respond properly, so I reduced the amount by which I "pulled my punches" (or "nudges"). My highest priority was to avoid doing anything that would look suspicious, especially when the casino management replayed the videotapes. Prof had warned me that they'd be certain to review the recent spins, to see if anything untoward had happened.
As a result of my caution the ball was not perfectly positioned when the wheel slowed down. I didn't try to force it into number 6, so it missed by a couple of slots. I was EXTREMELY happy with the situation, because the ball had reacted to my NP-pushes exactly as it should've. I was confident that the only reason I'd missed was because I'd been overly cautious on my first test (actually, I'd been "correctly cautious", but you know what I mean).
The second test was aimed at number 16. I was still extremely careful to get my timing correct as I didn't want the ball to appear to bounce off a bumper when it wasn't anywhere near one, but was no longer overly cautious with the amount of force I used. I did my best to steer the ball to where I wanted it. It moved well, and the ball was well placed as the wheel slowed.
By the time the ball was starting to roll/bounce over the pockets, it was very close to number 16. The easiest way to get it in the right pocket - the method with the highest accuracy and realism - is not to keep nudging it, but to grasp it with several fingertips and carry it there, while pretending to make it bounce around a little. Now that the wheel and ball were slow enough, it was with considerable satisfaction that I gasped the ball, moved it so it looked like it bounced a couple of slots back and forth, and then dropped it neatly into number 16. There I let it go, so it could rattle around naturally, just using a fingertip to block the exit to the pocket so it wouldn't roll out again. After a couple of seconds it stopped trying, settling down in its temporary home.
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Notice from the above internal conversation that #4 was on duty. We'd been worried that he'd get distracted by all the sexy girls we thought we'd encounter. The Vegas casino scenes that we'd seen in movies had been full of very glamorous and sexy girls, and this was a "Strip Casino" after all. It turned out that our worries (and hopes) had been largely unnecessary. There were, for example, no strippers. Apparently you can't trust Hollywood in at least the four w-dimensions that my minds had experience of, and I suspected probably a few others as well.
We nailed the next two spins too, making three out of three (I wasn't counting the first, overly cautious test).
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We'd internally discussed casino cheating before. With magnets, we thought repulsion was more likely than attraction, but in either event it'd likely be pretty weak as the ball was so light it wouldn't need much, and the less magnetic force they used, the more inconspicuous its effect and the equipment would be. Near the end, when I was carrying the ball, I'd feel the ball trying to move unnaturally if it was subject to any force like that, in which case our 10.5 pounds of NP-push would surely be sufficient to overcome whatever force they'd be using. So if they tried to repulse the ball out of our target pocket, I'd damned well push it in and hold it there. Likewise if they tried to attract it into the wrong pocket, I'd make sure it appeared to bounce out, even if it took me a hell of a lot of NP to do it. They could hardly complain about their cheating equipment failing. The other cheating method that seemed plausible was a needle sticking up to block access to the pocket we were betting on. I'd use an NP-fingertip to check the pocket was clear at the appropriate time. If a needle did appear, it'd have to be a very thin one to avoid being seen, so it should be easy to bend flat or break off. There could be other cheating methods, but I'd just have to stay alert and be quick to respond, as I would only have seconds at the end of a spin. Trying to win $10 million was a BIG worry!
I deliberately didn't influence the next spin. When the one after that was about to start, with my having already chosen its result, the dealer asked, "Are you going to bet?"
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We have to stand close to the wheel so we can see it very clearly, which also has the advantage of making our head tilt down when we're looking at it, hiding our eyeballs. When we're doing our thing, one eyeball is tracking the ball, and the other is tracking the target number. One smoothly rotating eyeball, while the other eyeball 'bounces' back and forth wildly, wouldn't be a good thing to have anyone notice. I had sunglasses with me, but preferred not to wear them in case they made me look suspicious.
I answered, "I'm thinking about it, but I'm not really much of a gambler. That's more my girlfriend's thing, which is probably why she's late."
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Prof - looking silly in his floppy hat and dark sunglasses - was heading our way, with a couple of guys in suits and a couple of security guards. They were still some distance away, but they were heading in the right direction. It was hard to tell whether Prof had seen me already (he didn't wave!), but he'd certainly see me soon if he hadn't.
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It was time to start flicking the ball.
My first flick didn't work nearly as effectively as it should have, the ball flicking away much slower than I'd expected. The next flick confirmed it: the ball was roughly twice as heavy as before. At the very least, that made the casino people sneaky bastards, but the ball being the same size immediately made me worry about their intending to do a magnetism cheat. It was too early to detect or do anything about that yet, so I concentrated on doing my normal job. I could easily adapt my flicking to the ball's being heavier, and I had plenty of time to get it right. I typically flick the ball fifteen to twenty five times during one spin, so the first two being weak flicks was so easily corrected that it was virtually irrelevant. More than half the time I let the ball bounce naturally, and a couple of weak flicks did far less 'damage' to my achieving my goal than a single bad bounce would've, and there are many bad bounces during one game.
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Now for the normal disclaimers, no kids (under 18), animals, blood, scat, or other extreme things are in this story. If I haven’t scared you off yet, read on and vote. Chapter 1 Suzanne was finishing another day at school. She was a first-grade teacher, and it had been a very long day. Most days she loved teaching, but today was particularly difficult. For some reason today, her kids, who were normally...
Brittany Rogers peered through the store's broad front windows, carefully inspecting each inch of the nearly deserted parking lot. Satisfied, she unlocked the door, set the alarm and slipped outside in the required thirty seconds. She locked both top and bottom locks and scurried towards her car. As she went, she nervously scanned the area, her head swiveling. Twice she turned and walked backwards a few steps to check behind her. Why had she stayed so late, she berated herself silently....
"Oh grandmother, I still can't believe it!" The young blonde haired woman exclaimed as she gushed with excitement. "Two days from now I'm going to be in Europe." "Well it's nothing that you don't deserve." The older woman smiled back. "I'm very proud of you, and all that you've accomplished." "I don't think Mother would agree with you on that." Jenny D'Angelo replied. "She thinks the entire trip is a colossal waste of money." "Your mother thinks everything is a waste of...
PART 1 My company had just relocated to brand new offices downtown in that fancy mega-complex that took up four city blocks. I had just parked my car on level B5 and rode the elevator up to the mezzanine level. So here I was Monday morning, with a map of the complex in hand. A lot of companies' hours are 8 to 5, but I was fortunate to work for a company that worked 9 to 5 and included our lunch hour for "free." At close to 9, the mezzanine was relatively sparse with a few people shopping in...
Sunday when I was pulling into the driveway I had another vision. I saw a bunch of motorcycles in front of the house. I knew that was bad news for sometime in the future. I figured it would be a good time to start building my war chest. I got my cell phone out and dialed the number I had been given in D.C. it was answered with, "6619." I said, "This is the Griz." "Is there a problem?" "Not right now, I think there will be." I related my vision. "What do you want us to do about...
On our way out of Illinois we stopped for the day tour of New Salem. New Salem is where Abraham Lincoln ran a general store and got his first law book and started studying to be a lawyer. It has been restored and is a general tourist trap, to see what life was like 150 years ago. You see Ox drawn carts and wagons. 'New Salem' makes you realize that you do not want to live life back then. We made a leisurely trip to Mt Rushmore. Mt. Rushmore is a very impressive scene. From the welcome...
As Tom and Betty got off the plane in Havana, the Minister of Communication met them. Senor and Senora Wilcox, "It is my pleasure to welcome you to Cuba. Your bags have been taken to the Hotel Tropicana. I am sure you will be very happy there. I have your transportation waiting outside." Once they were in the limo, "Senor, Senora Wilcox, I have been asked to request that you have a private dinner with the President tonight. He will send a car for you." Tom replied, "We will be...
The trip was over and everyone was get back into the swing. Suzy was going to school. The drive to her school was shorter from the new house than from her folks place. Joanne started to sue to get the rights back for my programs. Elizabeth and I decided to open an office away from the house to work from, just so the house was a home and not a place we worked from. We opened an office in Winter Park, about 15 minutes from Suzy's school. If anything happened and Suzy needed something we...
I got an invitation for my High School Reunion in Deland. I asked everyone what I should do about it, go or not go? Jeri and Elizabeth, both wanted to go they loved to dance. Corey said she wanted to go, Joanne decided to stay and keep an eye on Suzy. The girls had fun shopping for dresses. We went to the football game. This was the first time in over 30 years I had been back to Deland for any thing other than stopping to get something to eat or shopping at Wall Mart. I was surprised that...