Dieter's Blog
To the Weazel
Hey, old friend. I know you might not be coherent enough to get the message at the end of the road, but you know your epitaph isn't for your benefit.We used to say that we didn't want to fill our graves with perfectly preserved bodies. We wanted scarred husks of our former selves to be all that was left. It sounds like you did it right. Maybe they should have chopped off a few more of those parts that weren't doing you any favors.
Thanks for hanging on when others were letting go.
If you chose to feel everything as long as you could, I understand.
If you let the doctors dope you comfortable, I don't blame you.
For all the acting dumb and talking smart...
For all the Christmas Bail Money...
For all the milk that came in a brown bottle...
For all the ones that smelled nice...
I'll be Dieter.
You'll be Karl.
Memorabilia
On a recent trip west of Montana, I picked up a curious bit of gambling memorabilia.
These scratching tools were being given out by the Washington Lottery.
I'm not sure if they expect their best scratch game players not to have a coin in their pocket, but I find it telling that they recognize those players who don't have a coin may benefit from a reminder that problem gambling help is just a phone call away.
I didn't destroy one to check, but they feel like painted pot metal, not a nicer quality anodized aluminum. Available in a variety of vibrant colors. I don't have enough data to say if these are any luckier than a silver dollar your uncle carried through the war.
Good Fortune
Luck may just be on your side today.
I dunno, it came with the plate of broccoli.
Schadenfreude
I'm not sure if it's schadenfreude, or just amusement.I arrived at a casino today, approximately an hour after a weather event briefly knocked out power. All systems are trying desperately to reboot. Player club kiosks are down. TITO redemption kiosks are down. Club screens on all the slots aren't working right. The digital signage is all displaying the manufacturer logo as a screensaver. The player's club booth attendants are being about as helpful as ever, sitting there making sure that the chairs don't suddenly fly off the floor.
People are seated at about 64% of the machines, just sitting - not playing. Songs of "handpay lockup" are filling the air, but most of the screens are suggesting pitifully small amounts due - $0.30, $37.46, etc. Well under the usual handpay threshold. Slot attendants are running around trying to get all the handpays processed, but having seen this before, I know it will be about 4 hours.
Most restaurants can't run payment cards, as their POS systems are down. (This also means my food comp will have to wait.)
I had an opportunity to chat with someone at the self service soda fountain (the only "machine" that's working). He gave me the timeline so far.
The announcer is saying that they expect to resume today's promo drawings in about an hour, "we're very sorry for the problems", and "thank you for your patience and kindness as our attendants are working to get everyone paid out".
So it stinks for the players, but hopefully they give me an extra incentive once I trip myself (once) on the card system, once it's back online.
Who am I laughing at?
The casino. Can't afford to save that much on the battery backup systems, apparently.
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The hotel checkin desk is stopped.
The bingo checkin desk is stopped.
Techs are crawling into slot pedestals rebooting network gear.
Security guards are carrying new UPS (battery backup) units over to the techs under the slots.
I've always wondered what happens to casinos during severe weather events. Here's a first hand description. Maybe don't play machines during severe weather, just use the parking garage to save on hail damage. Of course you can't really see what's going on outside from inside a casino until the lights go out and you can walk outside to see torrential rain. Might be safer at table games that don't rely so much on electronics.
About 3 hours after incident, most gaming machines were again issuing TITOs. This does not help the people still waiting on handpays - once it's locked up, it's locked up until the key goes in.
Most handpays were processed about 4 hours after incident.
TITO kiosks were still down 6 hours after incident, with an uncomfortably long line for the cage. Fortunately, I'm staying nearby for the weekend, so I can comfortably go to sleep and cash my tickets when either things get working or the line is short.
Other gripes... the on-property hotel is full, and I'm moving on just before when they have rooms, so there's another useless comp. I can just barely stick around until mailer o'clock on Monday, so I may as well redeem that freeplay offer.
And yes, CC, I did see a burst of action at the dice table, and apparently some $5 3:2 games. No idea if the RFID readers at the cage would make a cashout problem, but I wouldn't put it past them.
Power outages that I see usually go something like this: Lights go out. The crowd goes silent. Dealers collapse on the chip racks. Everybody says "ooooh". Lights come back on after 7 seconds. All the slot machines start rebooting. Everybody starts speculating about what happened. After ten minutes, about 12% of the machines do not finish rebooting normally. After most machines reboot, people start trying to cash out (possibly with rumors about "unlucky"), and getting handpay lockups for 3 cents ("See? Unlucky."). After another 20 minutes, many people start abandoning machines locked up for less than a $1 payout.
The timeline I see out in the sticks is usually about 4 hours to get most things mostly working again.
Watch for display "glitches". They may be an indication that the TITO voucher won't print.
I'm still chuckling that it all happened on a busy holiday Saturday, with a full hotel, and a number of private events booked in the conference center. Bad luck, I guess. ;)
Is it really a Christmas movie?
https://www.amazon.com/Die-Hard-Christmas-Illustrated-Holiday/dp/1608879763This book proposes that it is, indeed.
Happy Isaac Newton's Birthday to all. Yippee-ki-yay.
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Quite clever — especially how it's written in the style of "'Twas the Night Before Christmas." A younger me would have run out to a major chain bookseller and snapped it up — maybe even get a couple more for gifts. But current me is disillusioned with consumerism and the corporate milking of intellectual properties.
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It might be! Then again, might not. An ambiguously optimistic optimistic prediction worthy of a Magic 8 Ball. Bet the farm!