Cashing in at Casino Night
So as part of the first week at Cornell, when orientation is still technically going on, there are some pretty cool events, free ones at that. On Saturday there was a free Motion City Soundtrack concert, organized by the Cornell Concert Commission. Preceding that, on Friday Night, the Welcome Weekend committee put on Casino Night at Willard Straight. How Casino Night works is you receive $380 worth of chips (for free of course, otherwise it would be illegal) and bet them on several different casino games, including roulette, craps, bingo (technically not a casino game), blackjack, and poker (different versions, texas hold em most prominent). At the end, that is whenever you decide to stop or at 1:30AM, whichever comes first, you cash in your chips for tickets. 1 ticket for every $100 worth of chips. I just so happened to turn in my $380 into $7000. Call me a gambling expert because that’s what I am. Honestly though, I won $6000 at bingo, which of course is complete luck. The other $1000 came at roulette, almost complete luck. So for those of you who hate math I received 70 tickets. Next, the tickets are placed to boxes that correspond to prizes that are available, mostly dvd’s, a couple of chairs, a robosaurus, gamecube, cup set, etc. Most of my tickets went into this game chair that sells at Target for $80. It has built-in speakers that can connect to the TV, it rocks back and forth, has a volume and bass control, and includes headphones and has an input for them. It’s also synthetic leather…pretty awesome. The other remaining tickets I put into the V for Vendetta dvd. To cut the suspense of winning, (if there was any) I wouldn’t write this if I didn’t win. The game chair is currently sitting in my dorm room waiting for the Giants to start playing on Sundays. For now it is used when playing Xbox 360. Usually Call of Duty 2.
For my first post EVER I guess it would be fitting to talk about the Yankees since I’m a sports fanatic and the Boys of Summer are at center stage. Before you read on, if you don’t know much about baseball or don’t like baseball, you probably won’t be interested in this post. I won’t be insulted if you stop here. Anyways, I was working at the movie theater in my hometown of Chester, NJ this afternoon as the trading deadline fast approached. I conveniently brought my laptop with me since many people don’t usually come to the movies on a beach weather monday. I read on espn.com, before being mesmorized by Christopher Nolan’s Batman Begins, that the Yankees traded Shawn Chacon for Craig Wilson and while that didn’t bother me, it rekindled the flames that originated from the trade that brought slugger and star outfielder Bobby Abreu to the Yankees. The Yankees, despite popular belief, don’t need an extra bat. They’re scoring plenty of runs with their small ball that brings back the sweet memories of the chamionship teams of 1996 and ‘98. Why do you need another outfielder when Melky Cabrera is becoming a future Bernie Williams and Gary Sheffield and Hideki Matsui are soon to return from their injuries? Why trade away 4 prospects (one of whom was your first round draft pick in 2005) for a 30 something year old? What does it say to your team who is overcoming so much adversity and is only a game back of the team who must not be named from Boston (btw they’re overrated)? Gary Sheffield’s, for lack of a better term “pissed off”, and I would be too if I were a perennial all-star and a former runner-up MVP who was going to lose his starting position to a .270 hitter. Getting Cory Lidle, fine, no complaints here. Bobby Abreu, everyone says you’re great in the clubhouse, but so is every other Yankee. I wish you stayed in Philadelphia.