Yup, I have a survived the longest case of writers block in Mile 14 history, maybe the longest in my history...You see I just haven't felt creative or funny or even interesting. I gotta say I've been a bit in the doldrums that comes with the kind of news that people my age get but never get used to. I told my friend Kiki yesterday that I feel like I'm losing and not gaining anything but more experience than I really don't need....So, I've played some music, took Geno's advice and breathed through my nose , got plenty of exercise and cut back on the demon rum and Walla...you feel better, it passes, you see a bright side . Amen.
But, we ain't been sitting on our hands. Needing a Vegas or Reno trip we took a couple day budget resort trip to Jackpot Nevada and spent two night at Cactus Petes. I'd recommend that place to anybody, although you don't get there by accident it's worth the drive. Affordable, beautiful retro remodeled rooms, a gorgeous spa and pool lounging area and great food....MP got here prime rib obsession quenched.
There's not much to Jackpot. Everything seems to be left from a past that you can tell at one point was a going concern. Boarded up mom and pop motels, a competing casino that still has nickel slots . And trailer houses, lots of em....
Just south of Jackpot for a mere 1.4 million you can buy Mineral Hot Springs. It comes with outbuildings from the day and plenty of thermal therapeutic hot water and sits on 220 acres of roadside property...you can almost feel the energy it once had.
As we were discussing what it would take to turn a dollar with Mineral Hot Springs a car arrived and we met our new friend Albert who had come to seek treasure metal detecting. The ground was moving with these huge black grasshoppers and Mp was getting a bit squeamish, there were millions of them, you couldn't walk without stepping on them....well old Albert took the time to educate us on what he called the Mormon crickets and when we found out he wasn't afraid it made us feel better about being there.
So...back to the casino...Mp won a hundred bucks and I won a hundred bucks so we got up in the morning and had a breakfast Subway Sandwich as we retreated from the desert back to Mooooontana taking the scenic route through the mountains around Yellowstone...it is gorgeous....And they don't call it Jackpot for nothing, here's what a $1.25 bet can get ya.
Speaking of luck, check out the size of this Rainbow MP caught on an unnamed lake with a secret lure while wearing camo....see there I'm trying to fit in with these Montanan's.
The water temp was 70 degrees. This fish in cold clear water would easily have broken here 8 lb fluorocarbon but although it did swim off on the release it was sluggish for sure . We caught half a dozen Walleyes, this trout and a slimey ol Pike all in about 2 hours....I think we're getting it here finally . We'll be fishing more here as we ease into fall, right now the lakes have algae bloom from the warm weather , it 90 degrees as I type.
It took me years to be able to call myself a musician, years . But like these kids we went to see yesterday at the Helena Battle of the bands I started just like them when I was in Jr, High school. I'm thinking there music is a bit more sophisticated than ours was after all my first song was a hit called Little Brown egg that had three notes all played on the B and high E strings...
' I don't care what they say'
' I'm going to keep it anyway '
' I won't let them stretch their necks.
to see my little Brown egg with the little red specks '
This video is the Quinn Casey Band which is Quinn and his brother and sister.
And this gal here could flat sing...welcome to the club young lady...When I'm happy I sing, when I'm sad I sing, when things go wrong wrong wrong I sing, I sing to celebrate, I sing to people to say this is how I am, how are you ? and I sing to myself and of course MP....it's the perfect elixir , it'll be your lifetime best friend , it'll be you, in song.....
