The night before dad's procedure he wanted to take us to his favorite casino, "Muckleshoot". (This is the Pacific Northwest so there are plenty of casinos. ) I have such a hard time gambling. I keep thinking that I could be doing something with this money... like buying groceries. When I look around the room I don't see many people that have the same quandry. *Flash* ding-ding-ding *Flash* coo coo sounds and bright colors. It's hypnotizing.
I think dad was able to forget about his procedure for a little bit. A teeny-tiny bit. A little distraction at .30 cents a pop isn't such a bad deal.
I think dad was able to forget about his procedure for a little bit. A teeny-tiny bit. A little distraction at .30 cents a pop isn't such a bad deal.