Anyone who's been following Claude's and my posts over at the Burnt Toast Diner knows that Claude and I have been hanging around casinos, but I won't say where. (We're kinda hiding). Anyway, I have had much time to update my own blog. Been way too busy playing and winning slots once I recovered from that memory hole problem. Still don't recall everything, but now I carry my own water or Coke with me.
That way no one can spike it. I tried dressing Goth to keep nosy men away but I started getting fed up with my hair so I got it cut (see pic at top of entry). I've been careful and lucky. I try not to stay at one machine too long as I don't want to press my luck or arouse suspicion. My talent is for tarot cards, not machines, but I'm doing well enough. Claude's been busy trying to contact an old friend, but he hasn't had much luck with that. I'm not sure which bothers him more: the fact his friend isn't answering or how expensive the calls are. So, it's just me and the slots for a bit. I'm hoping if I win decently enough, I can make up for the phone calls in addition to keeping us fed and housed. I'd try my cards to see what's happened to Ivan, but I've had a bit of a headache since the last time I tried reading. Hey, what do you know? I just won the grand jack pot!!!!! It's like $500,000! Claude was right, slots are fun! Claude's still not back from trying to make that call. Maybe I'll get a beer and celebrate a little until he returns...
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You should convince him to come work with me. I'm sort of a good guy now. I promise not to shoot him!
Mr. Butler, why do I have a hard time believing that? I don't suppose you know why Claude's friend Ivan won't answer his phone?
Of course I was right you silly bird! And don't tell "Mr. Butler" anything. I have a sneaking suspicion I know that bloke...
Where did you go anyway, Tarot, and why can I only log on as you?
-C
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