Last month my husband and I hopped on a bus to Atlantic City for a day of gambling and a free Christmas show at Tropicana. For me it meant stretching my 20 bucks and the $15 voucher until showtime. We arrived in no time at all, only to wait on the long, slow line to pick up our tickets for the 3:30 show.

Off we all went in different directions to our favorite table or slot machine. In my case it meant hunting for one of the old goldfish machines that still allow the player to participate in the…