AFTER LEAVING THE NEW ORLEANS AREA ON A TRIP TO HOUSTON, WE STOPPED AT A “REAL” RIVERBOAT CASINO CALLED THE AMELIA BELLE. IT IS LOCATED IN THE HEART OF THE OFF SHORE OIL RIG (LAY DOWN) INDUSTRY. I CAN ONLY IMAGINE HOW MANY RIGGERS LOST THEIR ENTIRE PAYCHECK TO THIS LITTLE RIVER BOAT.
IT HAD BEEN RAINING SINCE WE LEFT HARVEY, LA AND WHEN WE FINALLY BOARDED THE AMELIA BELLE IT WAS STILL RAINING. THERE WAS NOT A SOUL IN THE CASINO, EXCEPT MAYBE 2 OTHER PEOPLE THAT WERE NOT EMPLOYEES, EVEN THOUGH IT WAS A LITTLE BEFORE 12 NOON IT STILL FELT A LITTLE EEIRE. AFTER INQUIRING AT THE CAGE; IF I COULD BUY CHIPS AND WAS REFUSED, I WAS THEN TOLD TO BUY THEM FROM THE BLACK JACK TABLE. THINGS WERE STARTING TO FEEL A LITTLE SHAKY, EVEN THOUGH THERE WAS NO ONE IN THE HOUSE THE BODY LANGUAGE OF THE 1 DEALER, AND THE PIT BOSS READING HIS MORNING PAPER APPEARED TO SAY LEAVE US ALONE. BUT, AS YOU KNOW ALL MASTER HARVESTERS WITH THE RED BELTS DO NOT EVER GIVE UP. I TALKED TO NANCY TOLD HER WHAT I WANTED IN CASE I STRUCK OUT OR ONLY GOT A FEW. THAT WAS A GOOD THING TO DO, BECAUSE AFTER I DID MY HARVEST OF WHAT I NEEDED, I MADE A CALL TO A FELLOW CHIPPER, AND ASKED IF HE WANT A SMALL SUPPLY, HE DID AND NANCY DID THE FOLLOW UP BUY. WE LEFT HAPPY BUT STILL GOT WET ON THE WAY TO THE CAR. THIS TIME I DID NOT BUY ENOUGH…REGGIE
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