The Magic Chair

Thunder Valley was a canyon of despair Sunday night. At one point, I was down $1,300.00 playing blackjack.

Then I sat at a table and the only other patron said this is a good table. Sure enough, luck turned, and I began climbing again. After he left, I took his chair, reasoning that it was the chair. After awhile, I was only $300.00 down.

Nothing lasts forever. The chair was good, but wore thin. Final loss: $1,152.00.