Afterglow RFT V: Return to the Hive - Day 2

 

 

Scott and Mitchell set up a disc golf course on the grounds. If memory serves me correct, it was a 9-hole course. But my memory never serves me correct. I ask my memory to serve me a 3-course meal whilst wearing white gloves. My memory tells me to go *#@& myself. My memory is an asshole. We walked around in various states of undress (I recall at one time that our shirts were off) and we threw our discs as far as the eye can see. When all was said and done, we played the course at least 3 times over. We had some beers, we shared some laughs and we all had a lovely holiday. This is an average day at Afterglow. Why do you think I keep on coming up here so often?

 

Since I'm crazy/a drunk, I decided to go back into the water. Kevin decided to sit this one out, opting instead to sit on the raft and provide a soundtrack to this insane venture. I waded out to the end of the shallow end and then decided to swim out where the raft would have been during the summer months. So in some weird way, we both were not on the raft and on the raft at the same time.

When we got back to Afterglow, we did... what else? Rage on KK. We recorded several podcasts that you can hear over at The Daily Burner, but I'm only going to link to one of them because it is relevant to what happened tonight - The $250,000 Party. Kevin and I discussed what would we would do if we suddenly came upon half a million dollars. What would be do with it? Kevin is really serious about what he would do, but I fly off the rails to the land of ridiculousness. This angers Kevin, which delights me to the greatest extent. We decided that it was time to leave KK but not time to leave the night behind, so we continued the rage at Cabin #1. I'm pretty sure that we were the only ones at the resort, so we could rage in any cabin we damn well pleased. It pays to know the owner...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There are 3 resident dogs at Afterglow - Summit/Alpine, Yeti/Chairlift and Winter. Winter (brown dog) is the newest one and also the sneaky thief that stole Kevin's shoe. She must be a kleptomaniac because while we were playing disc golf, she also grabbed Kevin's frisbee and ran off into the great unknown. My Dad's dogs were safely back in the cabin and got a little visit from these wayward beasts. P Baby, Sweet Lou and Scraps were inside Cabin #2 while the others lurked outside. It was an interesting time for all parties involved.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Even though it wasn't nearly as perfect (weather-wise) as I would have liked, this was still amazing. I'll take any opportunity I get to spend a moment in this place. When we got back to the cabin, Dad and Kathy were already at the casino in Watersmeet, MI. If you've been following along with, well, me, then you know I often frequent gambling establishments. Who do you think I get it from?

 

Home

 

Kevin drove us to Upper Michigan and we stood outside of the casino entrance. The three of us (me, Kevin and the Casino) were prepared for the shenanigans that were about to happen. Kevin and I have been on numerous casino adventures, but on this one we decided to shake things up a bit. We alternated picking machines. For example - Kevin picked the machine he wanted to play and then I sat down at the one next to it. When we were ready to leave, the next person chose and the cycle continued. We ended up hanging out with some old hyped up biddies and drinking $1 whiskey & whatevers. This eventually worked out in my favor as I won the mega jackpot on this penny slot and cashed out at $370.71. Kevin was upset because he picked the machine and I won. That seemed to be the way that it worked throughout our experiment. But neither of us minded because we came out ahead in the end.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Despite cashing out at $370.71 after that jackpot, I walked out of the casino only up $250.00 (damn you red in roulette! You were supposed to hit black!). Kevin walked out up $70.00. Like an airplane landing (any landing you can walk away from is a good landing), any time you walk out of a casino with more money in your pocket than you had on the way in is a good time. When we got back to the cabin, I took all of my money (which I changed into $100 bills) on the bed and rolled in it. I felt like an dirty stinking rich old man.