We rolled in from central Texas yesterday before dark. It was a great match. Your humble scribe had a great Saturday. After 8 rounds, I had only one loss. Then, the combined challenges of age, stamina, arena dust and heat took its toll. I didn't finish in the money, but it was close and I have no one to blame but myself. I'm still coughing central Texas arena dust out of my sinuses.
Leaving the arena on Saturday, Belle and I were dog-tired. She noticed a Burger King near the arena and suggested that we swing through Burker King, pick up some sandwiches and go to the room. Great Idea. Five o'clock in a Saturday, and there was no one in the parking lot. I thought that was odd, but went to the drive-through and noticed that the menu board was dark. Then I saw it and laughed.
The darkened menu board had a bullet hole in it. Another dissatisfied customer had registered a complaint. I thought that was funny as hell. We drove out of the parking lot and went down to Dairy Queen for our sandwiches.
We're home and safe. It is time to unpack the van and get ready f our next adventure. Three weeks from now, it is Georgia.
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