Showing posts with label gambling. Show all posts
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Saturday, February 6, 2021

Card Games and Bags of Coins

 A comedian I follow on Twitter recently asked for suggestions of board games he could play with his 6-year-old and 12-year-old. Since he lives in England, I didn’t want to offer board games, which have different names in different countries or flat-out don’t exist in some countries, so I suggested a good old-fashioned deck of cards.

 I grew up in San Antonio. Just me, my parents and my sister. My relatives all lived in St. Louis or thereabouts. We would go to St. Louis every year at Christmas, sometimes one other time. Living so far from your grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins made you all strangers. There was one big thing which changed my attitude from not wanting to spend time with these strangers to sort of looking forward to it. That was cards.

 


These were not innocent card games. They were played for money. It was gambling. And even at a very young age, I understood that I wanted to win money. Naturally at some point I was given my seed gambling money, but for a kid, that $1 in change was a gift, not a loan. And whatever I won was mine.

 To play a game, you had to contribute a nickel to the pot. We didn’t call it a kitty, although I’d probably call it that now if I could entice anyone to play. A nickel to play a game and then a penny for each time you had to pass. When you drew a card, you could play it right away or keep it. If you kept it, you were passing and had to pay. On some games the rule was set that you had to keep drawing cards until you could play one. Each drawn card was a penny.

 The way the pay-to-play was structured, it allowed players to sit out hands if they needed to go to the bathroom or check the mail or something. And people could drop by during the game, play a few hands and then leave without much disruption.

 I had a little change purse filled with my change. Mostly pennies, although you would get other coins as people used the money in the pot to make change. Out of nickels but have a dime? Wait until someone else pays and then take a nickel, put in the dime. Only stuck with a quarter? Maybe another player could make change for you. There was no credit, but if you were running short of pennies a kind grandma might spot you a couple to finish a game. You owed those back.

 The money was collected in a small dish, usually placed in the middle of the table, to the side of the game play. Somewhere everyone could reach it. I still look at small, useless dishes and think about what a good pot they would make.

 The change purse never fluctuated in value greatly. These were low-stakes games. Whoever was dealing the cards got to pick the game. Deal goes around the table. The dealer picks the game and can decided if the cards will be cut or not. Player to the left of dealer goes first. Play goes around the table clockwise. When you are down to one card, you knock. If not, you owe a penny. A knock can be said as “knock” or you can hit the table with your knuckle.

Here are the games I distinctly remember:

Crazy 8s: Each player gets 8 cards (6 if more than 4 play). The deck is put face down in the middle. The top car is turned as the discard pile. Play goes around the table with each player trying to discard all of their cards. They can play the same suit or number as the top card showing on the discard pile. If they play an 8 (free to play any time), they can declare what they are changing the suit to. If you can’t play you pick a card. If you can play the drawn card, you do. And you avoid paying a penny. Or you pick cards until you can play, paying a penny for each. First person out of cards wins.

 


 Up and down Broadway (different than up and down the river): Deal all the cards. Play goes around the table. A 7 is required to start play. If you don’t have a 7 and have to pass, you pay a penny. From each 7, the cards going up and down from it in numerical order are played until one player runs out of cards. First person out of cards wins.

 



Aces in the corner: Deal 7 cards. Put the stack of remaining cards down and turn over four cards around it. Play goes around the table. You can either play down on the original showing cards, or you can put an ace in the corner. On the original showing cards, you have to play down and alternate colors of suits. So you could play a jack of clubs on a queen of diamonds or hearts, but not on a queen of spades or clubs. Cards are played up in matching suits on the aces. If you can’t play, you can move something on the board to avoid drawing a card. Like move a 2 from the original stacks to an ace in the corner. If a whole original stack goes away you can play a king in its place.  

 

I’m struggling to remember if we played other games for money. There was some game we sometimes played which came with a huge table mat with drawings of cards on it, indicating where you had to play cards and in what combinations. I don’t remember what it was called. In high school, my friends and I played a lot of cards. We didn’t play cards for money but we played a lot of Spades and Pass the Crap. My parents loved to play bridge and I learned how from them, but we rarely played.

 My favorite part of a good game of 2-player Spades is when you deal the deck. The first person looks at the top card. If they want it, they move the second card to the discard pile without looking at it. If they don’t want it, they discard it and have to take the second card. Then the next player does the same. They go in turns, each making a decision on two cards until each player has 13 cards. This way they each have some limited knowledge about what they’ve passed on, but don’t know for sure if the good cards are taken or if they’ve been discarded. Anyway, I love that part.

 By a very young age, although now I’d hate to speculate what age it was, I was able to shuffle and bridge a deck of cards, deal them and do the simple math of the money in the pot. It made the strangers in St. Louis a lot less scary. It gave me something to look forward to and a little bag of money to covetously count when I was sad. Overall, even though I think Scrabble, Clue and other games are fun, everyone should be playing cards. For money.

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Casinos, Rain and Perfume

 November 15

I was picked up at 8:50 AM by Sebastian, our driver for the day. We stopped and picked up Sandy and Jeff, a couple from Australia, and Andrea, a woman from California who teaches at the international school in Zurich. At least I wouldn't have to worry about what part of the tour I was missing because it was in Russian. It was a very rainy day, to put it mildly, and Sebastian started out in an obviously bad mood. I sat in the front seat, near Sebastian, and had to hold my seatbelt most of the trip because seatbelts are the law in France, and mine was broken.


We were driven through Villefranche to Eze, another medieval village. There was nothing open in the actual medieval part of the city, so our little group walked around a bit and then Jeff treated us to coffee and tea.

From the village we went to...the Fragonard perfume factory! Sharif had assured our tour that the factory in Grasse was the best one, but he was lying to us. (I still think I hate him a little.) The factory in Eze was larger, and I once again dug out my credit card and bought something.



From Eze we went to Monaco. Sebastian informed me that if I wanted the full-day tour, he would pull over in Monte Carlo and let me out of his van. Alone. On the side of the road. In the rain. With no idea what to do or when another van might come by to pick me up. No cell phone. If I decided on the half-day tour, I would continue with him, but the company was not going to return any of my money. So the next time you are in France, book with Med Tours or Startours! They love to take your money and not give you what you've paid for. Sebastian also thought the afternoon tour, which would theoretically pick me up, might be canceled because of the weather. I did not get out of the van.




We stopped in front of the casino in Monaco and were let out to take some pictures. We were only allotted about 15 minutes, so not enough time to go inside and lose the 20€ I had planned to lose there. Sebastian returned early, and we were all glad to get back in the van, out of the rain.

The rest of the tour was just driving around. We drove the Formula 1 track through the city, went down to the waterfront, went through tunnels. The rain was so heavy that water was coming up onto the road at the port and a wave crashed and hit the full side of the van. We drove through huge rivers of water streaming down from the mountains, making its way to the sea. Sebastian also informed us that the sewage water from Nice was pumped out into the sea. So despite looking beautiful and deep blue, the water isn't that clean. Sebastian finally started to loosen up as we were returning to Nice.




Sebastian offered to drop us back at our hotels, or anywhere else in Nice we wanted. We decided that the four of us would stick together a little longer so we had Sebastian drop us at Sarao, a restaurant he recommended. Luckily, it was good. We ate a leisurely lunch and the rain died down a little. The four of us walked down the Promenade des Anglais and went to a chocolate expo which was open for the weekend in a tent near the water. Free samples of chocolate and cookies made up my dessert.

She's dressed in chocolate.


Sandy had scheduled a massage for the afternoon, so we said goodbye to Sandy and Jeff at the chocolate expo and Andrea and I walked down the shore back toward out hotels. After a brief rest in the hotel room, I met up with Andrea again and we went to a casino near her hotel - I had 20€ I didn't spend in Monte Carlo burning a hole in my pocket. We both had bad luck and left with just some change, which we didn't even bother to cash out. We split a pizza for dinner, with chamomile tea, and headed back to our respective rooms.


Packing took about an hour, but I managed to fit everything in the suitcase without having to resort to unzipping the expanding section...yet. I showered and went to sleep, setting the alarm for my early trip to the airport.