Silver Fox

It’s 3 a.m. Can’t sleep. The same thing happened last night. This is the problem with working too many night shifts in a row. I’m jet-lagged in Sweden.

Last night I woke up at 3 a.m., went to the Emerald Queen Casino in Tacoma, and had a big steak dinner. And then played Blackjack for a couple of hours. It’s amazing how busy a casino like that is in the wee morning hours. A lot of insomniacs staring blankly at slot machines. The tables weren’t all that busy, but there were three or four at my table. After 2 hours of watching my $40 stake fluctuate from $5 to $60, I left when I broke even. Free entertainment, I call it.

Tonight I’m at the Creekside bed and breakfast in Salem. Sitting up in an antique bed, laptop on my lap.

Today’s the big day! Tattoo day! When I got into Salem yesterday afternoon, I scoped out Addict’s tattoo shop. When I entered the shop she was on the phone; I recognized her immediately. Of course, she didn’t recognize me. The photo on this blog is me, it is only a year old, but (ask Addict) it sure doesn’t look like me. I’ll let her comment on which “look” is better.

A few posts ago I joked that the nice thing about getting older is that the field of women has opened right up for me. When I said I know a few very hot grandmothers, I wasn’t joking, and after meeting Addict I can add one more to the list! She’s a sweetheart, and her Blog pics don’t do her justice. The lady is hot!

On the age thing: After I left the casino last night I went to the Fife pool for my morning swim. When I approached the young mermaid behind the desk, she squirmed when I asked how much it costs. She blurted out, “This is an awkward question, but do you qualify for the senior’s dicount?” Bitch!

Sigh. OK, I forgive her. My wife likes my silver fox mane. I prefer to call myself the aluminum coyote.

But swimming! I’ve been swimming for awhile; it feels good to do some laps. And yesterday morning, I felt better and stronger than usual. I’m attributing that to the Bikram yoga. I am such a convert now, totally hooked. I even had the missus sign me up for a 20-session package at home, and I can’t wait to get back and indulge.

I’m conscious of Addict looking over my shoulder tonight. She told me that I’m her first Blog tattoo.

Blogland is a wonderful place. I don’t believe in coincidences, either.