We haven't been to the casino since May 23rd! How did that happen? My casino bankroll is burning a hole in my gambling purse! I swear I can see steam rising from it, like from the self-destructing-tape recorder in Mission Impossible.
Hick is planning a vacation out west, to see his brother, which would put off a casino trip even longer. So we thought we'd go on Thursday, which was The Pony's day off this week. We'd planned a trip a couple weeks ago, but The Pony said he was tired from working six days in a row, and his feet hurt. So we (and The Pony's feet) stayed home.
This time, The Pony said he might go. He wasn't sure. So Hick and I said we'd go anyway, even if The Pony wanted to stay home. All parties were fine with that. Though I don't much like using the word PARTIES when discussing The Pony staying home without us.
Wednesday night, The Pony came down to my lair and said he wouldn't be going to the casino on Thursday.
"I got penciled in for tomorrow. [REDACTED] got bitten by a dog. If I had taken just a few minutes longer to get back to the office, it would have been past the time they have to notify me. They could have called in the morning, but I don't have to answer on my day off. I probably would have, though."
To make matters worse, The Pony had absolutely NO DETAILS about the dog bite! I was quite curious. Big dog, little yippy dog? Stitches? Rabies shot? Didn't she try the 'putting the mail bag between you and the dog' method they were taught at orientation? Or DID she, and it wasn't effective? So many questions left unanswered!
Anyhoo... I told The Pony we would miss him on our casino trip. He looked so disappointed that I offered to stay home. He suggested another of his days off. After approval by Hick, our chauffeur, the date has been reset. We are looking forward to new menu items at the casino grill: pulled pork nachos, and American funnel cake. Though I don't know of any other country laying claim to funnel cake...
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For all you Seinfeld aficionados, the title WAS going to be:
"No Slots! Dog Bite! Poof Poof, Not Clang Clang!"
(poof, as in our money disappearing, and clang, as in the slots ringing up a big win)
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The Pennsylvania Dutch (German immigrants) supposedly invented Funnel Cake and the first known recipe appeared in a German cookbook in 1879. But Texas tries to claim they came up with it. Is Texas a foreign country? 😉
ReplyDeleteWell, that explains it. I have misplaced my 1879 German cookbook! So this is big news to me. Almost to the level of the ENGLAND IS AN ISLAND reveal.
DeleteI think maybe Texas WANTS to be a foreign country.
You missed the entire month of June?? I'm surprised the casinos didn't phone to see if you were dead.
ReplyDeleteI hope the dog bite isn't serious, The Pony will have to fill in more shifts if that worker can't hobble around.
Catalyst is correct, funnel cake originated with the Germans.
One of the Oklahoma casinos phones us! But this one does not. I just get the standard mailer, and emails with the month's offers. I can't believe I don't get more special treatment!
DeleteI must press The Pony for more details. Surely he's overheard more by now.
I've heard of German potato salad, but not German funnel cake. The photo on the casino's Facebook page shows the American funnel cake with red, white, and blue toppings. Strawberries, whipped cream, and blueberries. Not a lot, just a dollop of each to justify the name, I guess.
I'm trying not to get my hopes up, considering their grass-skirt inflatable Santa decoration at Christmas.
They cannot afford a lot of embelishments because you are a winner every time. thise nachos sound yummy, though. Hope you win.
ReplyDeleteONE of the three of us usually wins. According to The Pony, I'm still paying off my $8,600 win. So I get no sympathy from him for a loss. The last couple visits for me have been break-even and profitable. So the odds are against me this time...
DeleteHick will probably try the nachos. I will get pictures, unless he eats them while I'm taking a bathroom break while waiting for the food. It's happened to a couple desserts!