Hmmm...we're a few days into our Biloxi vacation and I'm just not feeling it. It's pretty small and the Gulf is not as inviting as I had hoped. Pretty dirty water, although the sand is beautiful. Joshua is taking to the apartment pool well. Except for a few swallows of water, he's really enjoying swimming and kicking around in his floaties. And the whole purpose of the trip was to visit his grandmother, my mother-in-law, Nama. It's wonderful to take a lazy week and enjoy this family time. It's a blessing be Nama's son-in-law and I'm always grateful for her kindness and love.
But back to Biloxi. I need to explore a bit more now because this is one boring town. If it has hidden charms, I need to find them. I did have my first casino experience. It was kind of cool, but I feel no pull to go back. Granted, I know my budget so I stayed with the penny slots and people-watched. As I sat at my machine, I could actually feel my rear getting larger. (Note to self: jog along the beach at some point.)
It's now been five days since I have shaved. In true Béziat fashion, this means that I now look like I haven't shaved since this morning. "Whatta man, whatta man!"
More later...have fun all.
Friday, July 1:
I am growing to love this town. No way would I leave Nashville for it, but I am settling into its charm. I have explored it a bit more and will continue to do more exploring today. With my lovely wife and cherubs visiting a friend in Mobile, Alabama, Biloxi is mine to wander about with no responsibilities otherwise. Jefferson Davis' home is one option, although I am not much of a history buff. Speaking of buff, there is a nude beach nearby, but I can already envision myself nervous and wanting to shove my hands into my pockets - and finding no pockets.
I think I will head down to the beach and get some good walking in. Too bad I am without camera today; hopefully tomorrow we'll have no rain and I can take some nice pics of the area. I'll just call today a scouting day.
And tonight, at a friendly blogger's request, I will give the casinos one more shot and hit the progressive nickel slots. I hear there is some good money to be made at the progressive slots, and I could really enjoy good money. Of course, in tribute to one of the coolest movies ever made, I may play a little blackjack just so I can say "double down." I'm so money and I don't even know it.
And yes Susan, when I get home, pictures will be posted. See y'all.
Man... you gotta try the nickel progressive slots. My mom won $21,000 about two months ago on one of those things. (She's now remodeling her 50 year old kitchen) And, a year ago, my dad won $27,000. (He built a new shop... his old one was as old as our farm... 100 years old.)
ReplyDeleteI asked them how much they had to spend to win. They told me that they set a limit (no more than $50) of how much they'll bet and then bet the max at the progressive machine. They're very conservative farmers... so I know they weren't throwing tons of money at the machine.
Go for it. It's worth a slot... um... I mean... shot!
OK OK, you twisted my one-armed bandit - I mean, my arm. If I don't win, you have to buy me one of those new fangled self-heating lattes. Yum!
ReplyDeleteWe demand pictures.
ReplyDeleteDeal.
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