…with a pocket full of mumbles such are $20 bills. Thanks mostly to the generosity of Trixie and her uncanny winning streak. In fact, the gaming commission should prolly look into it. She won too much.

That is not to say I didn’t have a little luck of my own. I got to spin the wheel on Wheel of Fortune…

Those are pennies

…and some dressed up game of three-handed video Deuces Wild Poker, that also allowed for wheel spinning…

Those are quarters

So, I’m back on the road. Destination: Unsure. And, I mean that.  Might have to go get to the bottom of this whole Area 51 fiasco. So, if you never hear from me again, that is where I went. Don’t come looking.

Because of the stately and statuesque stature of The EM-50 Phantom Rambler  (it is too tall to fit in the parking garage) I had to lug my luggage (lug…luggage…hey! I just put that together! Nice) a fairly good distance. The route took me past the Mob Museum. They actually have one. I had never considered going to it. Just not that interested.

After passing it, I am going to make a point of REALLY not considering going. Look at this shit…

It is kind of shady…heh heh…get it?

Alright, I just included that pic so I could make the shady joke.

I had to take a panorama shot to make sure I got all the mfs in…here is more…

Click it!

I don’t do lines if I can avoid them. I can avoid this one.

I have a lot of places I want to hit, and it is time to get rambling.

Boy, I sure miss my Valentine. It was quite a week.