1. Terry and I hit the road for Pendleton and had a great ride: traffic was easy, visibility was good, conversation was awesome, and not one single crappy thing happened. We arrived at the Wild Horse Casino at almost exactly the same time Jim, Jake, and Ed did and our Kellogg boys' weekend got underway.
2. The best way to get things going on one of these weekends is to go straight to the bar and enjoy a few frothy ones together and that's just what we did. We also got some nachos and wings and started in on the bullshit, the best kind, Grade A: stories, smart ass comments, laughter, all the best stuff that happens when the Great Guys Hall of Fame members convene.
3. I piddled around here, messed around there on the machines, not really making headway, starting to feel like maybe my night was over, when I decided to play the 15 bucks the Wild Horse put on my card for some free play. I bet more than usual using the free money and on a single spin, my $1.20 bet won me 140 dollars and my budget got a nice boost. It also brought my play pretty much to an end and at about nine p.m. I made my way to my room and hit the sack.
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