Another trip to Lucky Eagle Casino

Out of so many places i've been so far this year, one is Lucky Eagle Casino in the state of Washingto, near Chehalis, an ancient Indian place. (I hope all the Indian toponyms in the US are not only a pretext for mystery and hiding stuff from federal legislation, like casinos).

I love that place, and i don't know why. Got to do something with the feng-shui of the location. Or maybe the interior design. With many rooms, much opposed to the gigantic place north of Portland, in the same state, newly built Ilani, targeting Portlanders. I didn't know until last night that Ilani can accommodate 10 thousand people. But last night i stayed half of the time either outside in the parking lot or by the doors and i saw the notice. Basically a rectangular warehouse with 2500 hungry slot machines, it has little appeal to me. Though required by law, (amazing how little stupid laws are applied and most are not), this announcement is irrelevant. 10000 people or less, they can't count themselves. Some of them might brake the law while entering. I assume security knows though cause they have AI software that counts and track every player. Up to a point.

BTW, i just figured why in busy nights like around holidays, the machines are "loose" and you are less likely to lose. Because that sophisticated software may be overwhelmed and the machines go to a default algorithm and while some of them are made to "tease" the player, showing great hands while they are looking the other way, they might be caught by surprise. Last night it was no exception cause Angela broke even after 3 hours or so. But me, i was too frustrated to play. From the beginning when entering the vast parking lot, i've been guided by a guy with LED batons towards an alley were a van was coming on the wrong side of the road and my view was covered by another van.

Being lonely with no other plans going to a casino in the New Year night was the only option. I wanted to go to Lucky Eagle, but Angela said it was too late for that when we left at 9 so we went to Ilani. I believe last night the casino was at least half full. 5000 people playing slots and moving around was not a pretty sight at least in my eyes. Music volume from the live band, so loud other times, was so low i could barely hear it.

At 1 AM it took as 15 minutes to crawl out of parking lot behind so many leaving cars though some were still coming. A Tribal Police car passed us on the right with flashing lights.

I tried to convince Angela to go to Lucky Eagle, 80 miles further north on I5 from Ilani. She accepted, reluctantly though. She said she made her money back, played enough and wanted to go home.

(I don't believe i said it lately. Some screws of my catch can attached on a vacuum port of the intake got mysteriously loose and i had a vacuum leak which i finally discovered this morning, so after that 40 mpg record now i'm getting no more than 35. Driving north in the rain, at mile 32 we passed this plant that was putting out steam that was coming towards freeway and a foul smell filled the car. I had some shortness of breath for a while after, Angela again unaffected. Finally exited the freeway and took a left towards Aberdeen, but at one of the intersections from left a limo came after us).

At 2:15 at Lucky Eagle the parking lot was more than half empty. That limo came after us and parked in an unseen location. Inside i wanted badly a drink but i found out that in the State of Washinto the bars close at 2 AM. Angela tried many machines and ended in the non-smoking area in a room where she always looses less or wins a little. On the other side of the door, next to an ATM there were other machines where she could play without loosing or winning much. Next to her was this woman that looked familiar, with a couple of men escorting her. But only after a while i figured she looked like a Romanian career prosecutor, working at a specialized "Anti Terrorist" agency. Her name and strange face (mainly due to weird make-up probably meant to cover her identity) looked familiar to me, mainly from from news sites as she, like all the others, appeared in a number of scandals in Romania. Same same.

As i don't believe all this BS anymore, when i came home i looked for her in my lists and found she was actually a poet of Hungarian-Jewish nationality born in Romania.

Not long after i thought i recognized her and made a recorded note about her presence they left. We stayed until after 7 and while Angela fell asleep in the car, to me it was one of the worst drives of my life, being so tired and having the sun reflecting in the wet pavement. What kept me awake was some potato chips with lots of Jalapeno on.

At home. Ate something and fell asleep twice but after i got awakened each time the guys upstairs were pretty busy. In the end i figured why. As it became obvious there was dust in here that was burning on the fridge's hot coil under, i searched and found a new hole behind the fridge, in the same place i covered last time, a few more in the bedroom including a big one under the rail of the doors of the closet that i missed in the past. By walking on top, they force more dust out of the holes but mainly that high freq squeaking sound raises dust and mixes stuff from everywhere to everywhere and mostly in my mouth, eyes, skin, etc.. Because the dust is electrified positively and human body is mainly neutral or even negative.

But when i woke up the first time or after 5 hours Angela wanted to air the place and opened the front door. A very strong smell of mold though she said it was smelling better than inside. Lately i found some pieces of food wrappers, an empty cartoon of energizing drink, a bottle with some juice in it under the bushes around. As soon as i was removing hose, the bushes and the mulch, wet from rain, stopped smelling like mold. Today i found a piece about 1 inch long of white cake next to the car on the asphalt. Same thing. After i removed that, within an hour the place stopped smelling at least like that type of mold.

I took a long shower but still feel the dust stinging everywhere.

As the deodorant included with litter dust coming freshly from walls wore out, hours after i covered those holes and "fresh dust" stopped coming, the air started to have the same familiar stuff of mold mixed with dog poo. Starting to get nauseated.

Angela's vacation ended. She got 2 days of work, then 2 days of weekend. She was so worried about not being able to sleep tonight after sleeping during the day but she is sleeping for three hours now at 4 AM.

Earlier i was thinking more about diabetes, as in the few days my body temperature seemed to drop a lot. Besides body lowering temperature due to inflammation due to pollutants, i think there is another mechanism. Obese persons must have troubles eliminating heat from inside their bodies so the response may be lowering metabolism.