Back to the subject at hand....my run for the presidency. As you recall, we went over to Spokane WA on Friday to see the play Jersey Boys. I thought it was about some guys wearing jerseys, then find out it's about Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons. Big disappointment, but I got to admit the guys wearing the jerseys and pretending to be the Four Seasons could sing pretty good.
We stayed at the Northern Quest Hotel and Casino...a big place, very luxurious, and a good place to lose lots of money. I was hoping to make some and up my campaign coffers somewhat.
I got ahead at one machine then promptly bet big to make a killing and lost it all. All of $10.
So after the play on Friday night we, (cousin Randy, my 4-wheeling buddy) and his wife, and my wife are heading down to play the machines. Randy and I are headed back to our rooms to change out of our "Good clothes" into our gambling clothes. Which means we changed from black tennis shoes to dirty white ones. I kept the rumpled Packer T shirt and ripped jeans on. I'm walking in the lobby and almost run over Loretta Lynn. She's doing a concert on Saturday night there. We get to talking and loud mouth Randy says that I'm running for President. She starts to laugh, then asks, straight faced mind you, what ticket I'm on.
"I don't have a ticket Ms. Lynn. We didn't get tickets to your concert as it was sold out."
Loretta: "Well we can take care of that. How would you and your families like to see the concert from the wings?"
So the goofy looking groupie with her reaches into his man-bag and hands us 4 passes to the concert....back stage mind you.
So we spent Saturday evening watching 80 year old Loretta Lynn do a concert, praying that she didn't have a heart attack on stage. It was a great concert and she can still sing pretty good.
I did get her autograph, but damn, damn, damn, I forget to ask her for a campaign contribution. So, I'm still about $5.38 in the hole. Oh well, win some, lose some.
Anyone for a Weenie Roast?