Bryan went with the school band to the ball game tonight so I decided to take Stacie out to dinner. The "good" places all had long lines at the door and I don't like to wait in lines. So we wound up going to the Golden Corral. I probably would not have chosen GC had it not been for the fact that I was in the mood to try something different from what I usually eat. Believe it or not I was in the mood for some chicken...I NEVER eat chicken. I've only eaten it maybe 3 or 4 times in the last 25 years, at least. I can't say that I even LIKE chicken, but such was the desire to eat something different that I decided to try it again.

I didn't want fried chicken. The only other kind they had was Bourban Street chicken. I have no idea what kind of sauce they use or what it's made of... It wasn't half bad, actually. I don't think I'll be eating chicken on a regular basis...hell, I might not even touch the stuff for the rest of my life. But it wasn't too bad.

Then I took Stacie to the casino. She enjoys playing the slots. Personally, I feel like a little boy lost at a loud, rambunctious carnival. I have only the vaguest idea of how the games are even played. I just let her make the bets while I watched the dollar amounts ascend and descend. We didn't win anything. Stacie says it's worth the money we spent because it's so fun. I don't think it's all that fun, myself. But I didn't go for me. I had a good time watching her have a good time.

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