A Night at the Casino

Ruby wanted to visit a much larger casino, so Aaron and I took her to the Ameristar casino in Kansas City and she treated us to dinner and a bit of gambling money (with firm instructions that I *had* to spend it in the casino – I was not allowed to pocket it and invest it, as is my habit with everything that flows into my life – which made me laugh because my family knows me well). Here are some pictures of where we went with the rest of this post written in the captions of each image.

Ameristar Casino in Kansas City

This is the casino Aaron, Ruby, and I went last night. The whole time, all I could think was that two years ago, Ameristar shares were down to below $6 each and today they are at roughly $20. Although they are still losing a few million dollars a year (compared to making more than $60 million after taxes not that long ago), revenues are decently higher than they were two years ago with the cost of goods sold lower (which makes me guess - and this is total conjecture - that they lowered the payouts to players on the casino floors). By law, they must post the payout percentage and I found the (tiny, framed notice) by the customer service desk, which said payouts for the past 12 months had average 90.9%. In other words, statistically, every time you hit the "spin" button on a slot machine or other electronic gaming device, you are going to lose 9.1 cents for every $1 you put in ...

Ruby at the Casino

Casino Buffet Dessert with Ruby and Aaron

Ruby treated Aaron and I to the buffet and bought our dinner for taking her to the casino. It was actually really good (far better than one would think when you hear the word "buffet" so it was a great surprise - we would all eat there again, definitely). Of course, she heard the bells and whistles and ran out the door as Aaron and I were still eating! The temptation was too much for her and we were laughing because it is exactly how we act when we attend a shareholder meeting of some company in which we've been investing a lot of our money.

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Stereotypical Casino Food

casino-food-casino-buffet-chicken-fried-steakThis afternoon, Ruby stopped by and asked me to go to the casino with her.  I always enjoy spending time with family and was happy to do so, despite my general distaste for casinos (as an investor, I know the probability tables and payout ratios for most of the games; I love owning casino stocks but find myself unable to play the games without feeling like I’m doing something foolish).

As she went into play, I grabbed dinner because I hadn’t eaten.  I sat down with a book I picked up at Barnes & Noble the other day, Search Engine Marketing, Inc. and read for about an hour.  It’s one of the best books on the topic I’ve ever seen, to be honest.

I couldn’t help but taking a photo of the buffet dinner because it made me laugh.  It’s so unbelievably stereotypical of a Midwestern casino, complete with the 500 pound, chain smoking senior citizens sitting in the booths next to me.  I know it’s wrong, but it’s funny.

After some time, I ended up going in and losing $25.  It’s amazing because a $50,000 fluctuation in the market price of an investment doesn’t phase me but I just can’t take the tiny loss because I knew the probabilities were against me from the outset.

One really bright note: The casino served Douwe Egberts coffee so I was happy.

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