GreedyGirl
Pickled Onion
Dear ,
Last month, I went with my fiancé, Joe to take part in his sister’s wedding festivities, which included his sister’s bachelorette party. This was definitely a crazy bachelorette party (beginning at 4 in the afternoon!), which included a guided tour of a giant sex shop (I kid you not! The ‘tour guide’ was the district manager of a large chain of sex shops, who just happened to be the bride’s soon-to-be sister-in-law). From the sex shop, we headed for a gentleman’s club (strip joint). When we arrived at the gentleman’s club at 6pm, the place was pretty much empty. Two men huddled at the stage, dishing out dollar bills, while gawking at the strippers…and now us 10 women.
At this point, I felt the need to get drunk. Real drunk. While the bride was ‘gifted’ with half a dozen lap-dances (again, I kid you not!), I was knocking back shots of tequila (on an empty stomach!) as quickly as I could. After being in the strip club for an hour or so, we headed back to the limo for our next stop. Before entering the limo, a few of the women opted to have a couple hits of weed (I believe they were probably suffering from glaucoma or something!). As we were waiting for them to reach the desired buzz they were going for, I had pulled out my iPhone. As I opened the case for the phone, I sort of lost my balance (remember—lots of tequila…empty stomach!) and the phone went flying…face down.
One of my sister-in-law’s-to-be picked up my phone and with great trepidation, I asked if the screen shattered. She said, ‘Deb—it’s bad. Really bad.’ She’s usually quite the comedian, so I laughed and figured she was joking. As I saw the phone, I realized this was no joke. It was bad. Really bad. So bad that I couldn’t use the phone, as I was getting glass splinters from the screen.
For the next three days, my world was in turmoil. It’s shocking how dependent I am on my phone. The only thing worse that could happen would be if something happened to my laptop. My laptop is the center-of-my-universe. It’s what I use to earn a living. It’s what I use to keep up with the world around me. It’s where I store the bulk of any photos I’ve taken in the past 10 years. It’s my go-to place for important documents that I’ve likely misplaced in my home. It’s the back-up holding everything that’s living inside my iPhone. When a day goes by without me checking in with my laptop, I break out into cold sweats!
When I showed Joe my mutilated iPhone, he laughed (until I reminded him of the $200 replacement fee!). He told me to shrug it off—worse things have happened—at least it wasn’t your laptop, blah, blah, blah.
A few days later, my new iPhone arrived and after downloading the backed-up info, life got back to normal. It was as if my arm had been detached and then reattached. It’s really crazy how something so stupid as an electronic device can become so enmeshed in your life, without even realizing it.
I remember when I received the new phone that I could not let any electronic device take me to that ‘dark place’ again. I mean, it’s not like somebody died, right???
Hmmmmm…
Well, as it turns out, it sorta IS like someone died.
Last Saturday (less than a month since the iPhone incident), Joe and I were enjoying the day at home. This was the long, Memorial Day weekend. Aside from running the forum Competitions and the GG Sunday chat, my goal was to finally dig into getting stuff done for our upcoming wedding…and to relax. This was the first weekend in months where there weren’t any social obligations or tasks to be done. We could just ‘chill.’ Ahhhhhhhh…
Joe and I wanted to get out of the house for a bit, so I grabbed my things and as we were about to head out the door, I realized I’d left my laptop on. I sat down in front of the laptop and hit the sleep button without closing its top. I quickly stood up and it was that slow-motion-you-can-see-it-coming-but-can’t-do-anything-about-it-moment: The power cord had somehow gotten caught between my foot and my flip-flop, sending the laptop flying about 6 feet, onto the floor…face down.
Joe came flying in when he heard the crash, as I stood over my precious life-center. I’m quite certain I had a look of terror on my face and I could feel the imminent rush of tears. I couldn’t bring myself to pick the laptop up, so Joe bent down to grab it. I turned away, scared to look. In what was a very real déjà vu moment, I asked Joe if the screen had shattered. Joe said, ‘Deb—it’s bad. Real bad.’ And unlike his sister, I knew he wasn’t joking.
S$#*-f@&%!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Joe tried his best to calm me down, but anything he would/could say was only making matters worse in my mind. All I could think was ‘would you please shut up and let me wrap my head around this! I’m grieving and I have to plan for the future!’. Of course, I THOUGHT that, but didn’t say it. (Joe, honey—if you’re reading this, I plead momentary insanity.)
I realized the weekend was no longer gonna be ‘chill’. Instead, it was shifting into crisis intervention mode. Had to quickly get some ducks in a row, here.
First thing: Competitions. Crap. I’m running forum Comps! Ok…it’ll be a pain, but I guess the iPad will get me through.
Next: I’ve got to buy a new laptop. NOW!
“Get in the car, Joe!” “Huh?,” Joe replied. “Get in the car! I have to get another laptop, NOW!”
Being the great guy Joe is, he got in the car and bit his tongue as long as he could. About 20 seconds.
As we were backing down the driveway, once again, he was trying to ‘help.’
“Deb—why don’t you just use my laptop. I don’t use it, so you can have it.”
WTF?!? “You want to give me the laptop that is four years old and filled with viruses and malware?!?!? This is my livelihood we’re talking about!”
Joe realized he messed up by offering the laptop, so he sat quietly. For another 20 seconds.
“Deb—I have the Mac Mini. I don’t use it much, so you can have it.”
“Joe, that’s really sweet of you, but no. I can’t take a Mac Mini with me when I travel.”
“Why not, Deb?”
“Because it requires a monitor, for crissakes!”
Sheeesh.
Poor thing. I know Joe was trying to be helpful, and he was so sweet, but honestly, he could have handed me a million dollars and I still would have been a blubbering, bitchy woman at that point.
I realized in that instance that rushing off to by the laptop was not in anyone’s best interest. I was in a state of insanity, which would have A) been unfair to inflict upon any salesperson and B) would have resulted in foolishly buying the wrong product in my haste. As I made a hard u-turn in the middle of the street, Joe nervously asked what I was doing. “We’re going home!” I’m quite certain it was at that moment that Joe realized he’s marrying a complete nutbag.
When we returned home, I went to try and decompress by sitting down outside on our patio, propping my feet up. It was then that I realized the true depth of the situation. I killed my baby. And my baby had important stuff. Stuff I’ve been working on (like last week’s newsletter that never went out!). Wedding stuff. All sorts of stuff. I began crying again.
In his gentlest tone, Joe asked why I was crying again. “I’m crying because of all the stuff I’ve lost on that laptop!” “It’s not a big deal, Deb. I’ll help you download your back-up when we get the new laptop tomorrow. It won’t be all that bad. Remember how easy it was with the iPhone?”
And it was then that I rolled up into the fetal position and sobbed uncontrollably.
“Ok, Deb. I can see that anything I say at this point is only going to upset you, so I’m just gonna go back inside and leave you alone.” I can honestly say, I’d never seen Joe so frustrated.
As he headed back inside he stopped in his tracks and turned around to face me. “Deb…you DO have everything backed up, right?”
Waaaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was wailing so hard, I’m surprised the neighbors didn’t call the police to ask for a welfare check!
“No, Joe. I haven’t done a back-up in a very long time.”
“How long, Deb?”
“Uh, er, um.”
“How long, Deb?”
“Since I bought that laptop more than a year ago.”
The look of shock and disbelief that came across his face could only be matched by my feelings of guilt and shame.
And so yes, the demise of that laptop was very much like a death. It was taken to the laptop coroner for a complete autopsy, which fortunately produced some, but not all of what I thought I’d lost.
But I did lose a loyal friend in that laptop. It didn’t deserve to die the way it did and it certainly didn’t deserve the lack of love and care it so desperately needed and required in its short life.
I’ll miss you, my old friend. And to my new baby, I promise not to make the same mistakes I did with my former poor, abused center-of-my-universe.
DID YA HEAR???
I love it when we have winners at GoneGambling and especially when our members win really big! Well, I’m thrilled for jimebear and his monster win at AllStar Slots this past week. More than $11,000 went into jimebear’s account after hitting the Random Jackpot on the ‘Haunted Opera’ game. Catch what jimebear has to say on his big win, here.
ON THE SUBJECTS OF BIG WINS…
I don’t know about you, but I love seeing winning screenshots. Sort of gives me hope that maybe one day, I’ll hit the big one!
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While you’re at it, if you have any land-based pics, please post them in the land-based section. I just like to see winners, regardless whether they’re online or on land!
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It probably shouldn’t come as much of a surprise that this week, we’ll be giving props to AllStar Slots, following jimebear’s big win! It’s a great casino from the get-go, but jimebear has been keeping me updated on his giant withdrawal and from the sounds of things, everything has been moving smoothly and most importantly, SWIFTLY!
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TOURNAMENT NEWS!
Next week is our next massive Tournament Triathlon, which this time will carry an unbelievable 6.7 MILLION GG’s AND $670 iNetBet cash Bounty! I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that A) no one has won this Bounty EVER and B) that we have such a ridiculously huge Bounty to be won!
Until the Triathlon commences, how about getting some last minute practice in with this weekend’s Tournaments?
Here’s the line-up:
Both Tournaments run three days each.
MEMBER OF THE WEEK
Until today, I hadn’t realized just how long page37 had been a member at GoneGambling. I knew it had been quite a while, but I hadn’t realized it’s been almost 12 years! Long-time loyalty aside, I always get a kick out of page37, as I never really know what to expect from him. He frequently hangs in our chatroom, sometimes quietly, sometimes quite the chatterbox. Always interesting! Just the qualities to be our next Member of the Week. Enjoy your bling, page37!
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LAST BUT NOT LEAST
If you missed last Sunday is Funday chat, you missed out on one of the most fun chats we’ve had in a while. I’m pretty certain everyone was lol’ing all the way through—it was a really great time! If you’ve been MIA from the chatroom for a while, isn’t it time you stop by and say hi? And if you’ve never come to chat, you’re missing a great time…and lots of GG prizes! Come on by—we won’t bite. Unless you want us to!
Chat happens every Sunday, starting at 6pm, EDT and runs for four hours. Really hope to see you there!
I hope you have a wonderful weekend and week ahead. And as always, win BIG! Jimebear BIG!
Greedygirl
Last month, I went with my fiancé, Joe to take part in his sister’s wedding festivities, which included his sister’s bachelorette party. This was definitely a crazy bachelorette party (beginning at 4 in the afternoon!), which included a guided tour of a giant sex shop (I kid you not! The ‘tour guide’ was the district manager of a large chain of sex shops, who just happened to be the bride’s soon-to-be sister-in-law). From the sex shop, we headed for a gentleman’s club (strip joint). When we arrived at the gentleman’s club at 6pm, the place was pretty much empty. Two men huddled at the stage, dishing out dollar bills, while gawking at the strippers…and now us 10 women.
At this point, I felt the need to get drunk. Real drunk. While the bride was ‘gifted’ with half a dozen lap-dances (again, I kid you not!), I was knocking back shots of tequila (on an empty stomach!) as quickly as I could. After being in the strip club for an hour or so, we headed back to the limo for our next stop. Before entering the limo, a few of the women opted to have a couple hits of weed (I believe they were probably suffering from glaucoma or something!). As we were waiting for them to reach the desired buzz they were going for, I had pulled out my iPhone. As I opened the case for the phone, I sort of lost my balance (remember—lots of tequila…empty stomach!) and the phone went flying…face down.
One of my sister-in-law’s-to-be picked up my phone and with great trepidation, I asked if the screen shattered. She said, ‘Deb—it’s bad. Really bad.’ She’s usually quite the comedian, so I laughed and figured she was joking. As I saw the phone, I realized this was no joke. It was bad. Really bad. So bad that I couldn’t use the phone, as I was getting glass splinters from the screen.
For the next three days, my world was in turmoil. It’s shocking how dependent I am on my phone. The only thing worse that could happen would be if something happened to my laptop. My laptop is the center-of-my-universe. It’s what I use to earn a living. It’s what I use to keep up with the world around me. It’s where I store the bulk of any photos I’ve taken in the past 10 years. It’s my go-to place for important documents that I’ve likely misplaced in my home. It’s the back-up holding everything that’s living inside my iPhone. When a day goes by without me checking in with my laptop, I break out into cold sweats!
When I showed Joe my mutilated iPhone, he laughed (until I reminded him of the $200 replacement fee!). He told me to shrug it off—worse things have happened—at least it wasn’t your laptop, blah, blah, blah.
A few days later, my new iPhone arrived and after downloading the backed-up info, life got back to normal. It was as if my arm had been detached and then reattached. It’s really crazy how something so stupid as an electronic device can become so enmeshed in your life, without even realizing it.
I remember when I received the new phone that I could not let any electronic device take me to that ‘dark place’ again. I mean, it’s not like somebody died, right???
Hmmmmm…
Well, as it turns out, it sorta IS like someone died.
Last Saturday (less than a month since the iPhone incident), Joe and I were enjoying the day at home. This was the long, Memorial Day weekend. Aside from running the forum Competitions and the GG Sunday chat, my goal was to finally dig into getting stuff done for our upcoming wedding…and to relax. This was the first weekend in months where there weren’t any social obligations or tasks to be done. We could just ‘chill.’ Ahhhhhhhh…
Joe and I wanted to get out of the house for a bit, so I grabbed my things and as we were about to head out the door, I realized I’d left my laptop on. I sat down in front of the laptop and hit the sleep button without closing its top. I quickly stood up and it was that slow-motion-you-can-see-it-coming-but-can’t-do-anything-about-it-moment: The power cord had somehow gotten caught between my foot and my flip-flop, sending the laptop flying about 6 feet, onto the floor…face down.
Joe came flying in when he heard the crash, as I stood over my precious life-center. I’m quite certain I had a look of terror on my face and I could feel the imminent rush of tears. I couldn’t bring myself to pick the laptop up, so Joe bent down to grab it. I turned away, scared to look. In what was a very real déjà vu moment, I asked Joe if the screen had shattered. Joe said, ‘Deb—it’s bad. Real bad.’ And unlike his sister, I knew he wasn’t joking.
S$#*-f@&%!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Joe tried his best to calm me down, but anything he would/could say was only making matters worse in my mind. All I could think was ‘would you please shut up and let me wrap my head around this! I’m grieving and I have to plan for the future!’. Of course, I THOUGHT that, but didn’t say it. (Joe, honey—if you’re reading this, I plead momentary insanity.)
I realized the weekend was no longer gonna be ‘chill’. Instead, it was shifting into crisis intervention mode. Had to quickly get some ducks in a row, here.
First thing: Competitions. Crap. I’m running forum Comps! Ok…it’ll be a pain, but I guess the iPad will get me through.
Next: I’ve got to buy a new laptop. NOW!
“Get in the car, Joe!” “Huh?,” Joe replied. “Get in the car! I have to get another laptop, NOW!”
Being the great guy Joe is, he got in the car and bit his tongue as long as he could. About 20 seconds.
As we were backing down the driveway, once again, he was trying to ‘help.’
“Deb—why don’t you just use my laptop. I don’t use it, so you can have it.”
WTF?!? “You want to give me the laptop that is four years old and filled with viruses and malware?!?!? This is my livelihood we’re talking about!”
Joe realized he messed up by offering the laptop, so he sat quietly. For another 20 seconds.
“Deb—I have the Mac Mini. I don’t use it much, so you can have it.”
“Joe, that’s really sweet of you, but no. I can’t take a Mac Mini with me when I travel.”
“Why not, Deb?”
“Because it requires a monitor, for crissakes!”
Sheeesh.
Poor thing. I know Joe was trying to be helpful, and he was so sweet, but honestly, he could have handed me a million dollars and I still would have been a blubbering, bitchy woman at that point.
I realized in that instance that rushing off to by the laptop was not in anyone’s best interest. I was in a state of insanity, which would have A) been unfair to inflict upon any salesperson and B) would have resulted in foolishly buying the wrong product in my haste. As I made a hard u-turn in the middle of the street, Joe nervously asked what I was doing. “We’re going home!” I’m quite certain it was at that moment that Joe realized he’s marrying a complete nutbag.
When we returned home, I went to try and decompress by sitting down outside on our patio, propping my feet up. It was then that I realized the true depth of the situation. I killed my baby. And my baby had important stuff. Stuff I’ve been working on (like last week’s newsletter that never went out!). Wedding stuff. All sorts of stuff. I began crying again.
In his gentlest tone, Joe asked why I was crying again. “I’m crying because of all the stuff I’ve lost on that laptop!” “It’s not a big deal, Deb. I’ll help you download your back-up when we get the new laptop tomorrow. It won’t be all that bad. Remember how easy it was with the iPhone?”
And it was then that I rolled up into the fetal position and sobbed uncontrollably.
“Ok, Deb. I can see that anything I say at this point is only going to upset you, so I’m just gonna go back inside and leave you alone.” I can honestly say, I’d never seen Joe so frustrated.
As he headed back inside he stopped in his tracks and turned around to face me. “Deb…you DO have everything backed up, right?”
Waaaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaaaa-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!! I was wailing so hard, I’m surprised the neighbors didn’t call the police to ask for a welfare check!
“No, Joe. I haven’t done a back-up in a very long time.”
“How long, Deb?”
“Uh, er, um.”
“How long, Deb?”
“Since I bought that laptop more than a year ago.”
The look of shock and disbelief that came across his face could only be matched by my feelings of guilt and shame.
And so yes, the demise of that laptop was very much like a death. It was taken to the laptop coroner for a complete autopsy, which fortunately produced some, but not all of what I thought I’d lost.
But I did lose a loyal friend in that laptop. It didn’t deserve to die the way it did and it certainly didn’t deserve the lack of love and care it so desperately needed and required in its short life.
I’ll miss you, my old friend. And to my new baby, I promise not to make the same mistakes I did with my former poor, abused center-of-my-universe.
DID YA HEAR???
I love it when we have winners at GoneGambling and especially when our members win really big! Well, I’m thrilled for jimebear and his monster win at AllStar Slots this past week. More than $11,000 went into jimebear’s account after hitting the Random Jackpot on the ‘Haunted Opera’ game. Catch what jimebear has to say on his big win, here.
ON THE SUBJECTS OF BIG WINS…
I don’t know about you, but I love seeing winning screenshots. Sort of gives me hope that maybe one day, I’ll hit the big one!
I want to encourage all our members to post their winning screenshots, here. Makes no difference if it’s a pic from one of the GG sponsoring casinos or a non-GG casino. I just wanna see ‘em! And be sure to tell us a bit about what you’re posting, too. I wanna be inspired!
While you’re at it, if you have any land-based pics, please post them in the land-based section. I just like to see winners, regardless whether they’re online or on land!
CASINO OF THE WEEK
It probably shouldn’t come as much of a surprise that this week, we’ll be giving props to AllStar Slots, following jimebear’s big win! It’s a great casino from the get-go, but jimebear has been keeping me updated on his giant withdrawal and from the sounds of things, everything has been moving smoothly and most importantly, SWIFTLY!
AllStar Slots has some really sweet daily promotions, beyond that tasty 100% first deposit bonus. First class customer service, all the great RTG games and so very much more!
To entice you into trying out AllStar Slots, GoneGambling will give you 10 Auction GetLucky’s…without having to go through the Auction Room! Get these yummy Auction GetLucky’s by making a opening your new account and making a minimum $50 deposit. And if you make a repeat deposit ($50 minimum), regardless of when you’ve opened your AllStar Slots account, we’ll give you 25 Feature GetLucky’s!
TO GET IN ON THE DEAL:
Make your minimum deposit (or more!), and drop an email with your deposit confirmation to: greedygirl @ gonegambling.com (no spaces). Please indicate whether this is a repeat deposit or a new account.
You'll receive your GetLucky's within 24 hours after sending your confirmation(s).
TOURNAMENT NEWS!
Next week is our next massive Tournament Triathlon, which this time will carry an unbelievable 6.7 MILLION GG’s AND $670 iNetBet cash Bounty! I still can’t wrap my head around the fact that A) no one has won this Bounty EVER and B) that we have such a ridiculously huge Bounty to be won!
Until the Triathlon commences, how about getting some last minute practice in with this weekend’s Tournaments?
Here’s the line-up:
- Earthquake Individuals Tournament - began Friday, 1AM, EDT
- Kidnapped Team Tournament - began Saturday, 1AM, EDT
Both Tournaments run three days each.
MEMBER OF THE WEEK
Until today, I hadn’t realized just how long page37 had been a member at GoneGambling. I knew it had been quite a while, but I hadn’t realized it’s been almost 12 years! Long-time loyalty aside, I always get a kick out of page37, as I never really know what to expect from him. He frequently hangs in our chatroom, sometimes quietly, sometimes quite the chatterbox. Always interesting! Just the qualities to be our next Member of the Week. Enjoy your bling, page37!
SOUPER ONION’S GAME OF THE WEEK
Souper Onion is going crazy over Horse Racing, as this week's Game of the Week! Now is your chance to win more often! The Racing Game costs nothing and you'll have more games available! Play every 10 minutes for more chances to win!
LAST BUT NOT LEAST
If you missed last Sunday is Funday chat, you missed out on one of the most fun chats we’ve had in a while. I’m pretty certain everyone was lol’ing all the way through—it was a really great time! If you’ve been MIA from the chatroom for a while, isn’t it time you stop by and say hi? And if you’ve never come to chat, you’re missing a great time…and lots of GG prizes! Come on by—we won’t bite. Unless you want us to!
Chat happens every Sunday, starting at 6pm, EDT and runs for four hours. Really hope to see you there!
I hope you have a wonderful weekend and week ahead. And as always, win BIG! Jimebear BIG!
Greedygirl