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| This side? |
Annie and I split up again today. We should do it more often.
Which is my better side?
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| This side? |
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| This side? |
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This side?
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| I'm ready for my close-up. |
After my nature tour, I headed straight for the
Casino Del Sol. I had nothing in my pockets, and it was burning a hole.
I strolled through the game rooms, soaking up the atmosphere and cigarette smoke. The decor is pretty cool, but I felt like I needed some fresh air; I took up my stroll outside.
The amphitheater was open and deserted. That's where I pointed myself.
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I had the place all to myself!
...or did I?
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| Annie always says "You think you're privileged." I say "I'm not privileged, I'm authorized." |
This is why everything is always safe when Annie's around. There are no privileged explorations.
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| Ducks are born for the stage. |
Time to go! Which way did I come in?
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| Don't panic. |
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DON'T PANIC!
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I'm smaller than I used to be! Oops. Not that small.
I came THIS CLOSE to being a wedged duck in great tightness.
DON'T PANIC!!!
Everything is fine. It's fine. I'm fine. It's a beautiful day! I'm not thirsty! (*I'm thirsty!*) Walk the perimeter.
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| If this wasn't an emergency, I don't know the meaning of the word. *checks meaning of word* |
I had to pull the pins to slightly dislodge the backstage gate. It couldn't be locked from the outside, so I left that to security. I breathed in the sweet air of freedom!
Annie said "You could have been arrested for trespassing!!!" ← [She used more exclamation points, but this IS literature.]
"Arrested? I went in through an open gate and someone locked me inside! How does
Casino De Roxi sound?"
23 comments:
A duck to dare going where no quacker has ever gone! Well, that was fun!
Actually, I usually stay there on my way out farther west in my RV. It's usually nice and quiet. Once I stopped for gas at the station near the casino (owned by the tribe). After I filled the tank of the RV, I parked in front to get coffee. A tribal police officer told me to move to another spot so not to block others to park. (Uh, it was 5:00 a.m!) I did, but now whenever I stay there I ALWAYS make my gas purchases somewhere else!
I'm glad you found your way out "of the maze!"
I think you need a 'don't lock the duck in' sign. I love going into places that I'm not supposed to enter.
Too funny. Bet you're ready to take on Alcatraz next! ;c)
Ha Ha, you'll be the bird lady of Alcatraz. I'm ready to give up my title to you. (That's what people called me when I worked in corrections.)
When you're a hawk, every side is your good side. Good thing there was one escape gate. Did you think of climbing?
OMG that's really funny. See trouble you get in when you're not with Annie???
Looks like they've done a lot of adding-on since we've been there. Guess I'd get lost too. I was looking for razor wire... don't know why... I wouldn't be able to climb over. Glad you escaped without "incident".
How did you get out unchaperoned? Glad you didn't have to quack for attention.
Do you carry a cell phone? I like to roam around and would have gone in there, too. When I drove my Dad to a casino in Indiana, I went to walk around outside and the security guards stopped me, the outdoors are off limits - they want you to stay inside.
Good duck gone bad!!!! Ahahaha....love a good ducky hi-jinx story. :)
That's hilarious...funny that the security folks didn't see you wandering around before they locked up. We poked around a decrepit old steel mill for an hour one time before the Pinkerton man (really!) chased us out...same deal, an open gate invited us in. Glad you escaped unharmed.
Kristine
Brenda, I'm not really bad, I'm just downed that way.
Teri, I usually don't, but just happened to be that day. The guards would have a hard time knowing who was up to no good - I could have just been heading to my car or RV. I blame the open gate.
Gaelyn, I had to find that gate without a padlock on it. I suppose it would be bad form to padlock an emergency exit, and that was my salvation. Lucky my limo was waiting just outside.
No razor wire can hold me, Sharon!
Barbara, that's exactly what Annie said.
Mary, I did not once, even for a millisecond, think about climbing. And it's true that hawks are very photogenic.
Judy, I'd rather you kept that title. It suits you better than it does me.
Marti, I would find that one emergency Alcatraz exit, and then the one boat waiting on the shore. Maybe the one person inside the boat who would row me.
CJ, no one wants to hear that happen.
So, you understand me, Pat. I was powerless against my curiosity!
Cheryl, I would, too. I don't forget, and I hold a grudge.
It was the final frontier, Karen!
Kristine, it's the time-honored sport of urban spelunking. And the Pinkerton man was just icing on your cupcake! Hardly a deterrent.
Their security was busy with this woman;
http://www.therepublic.com/view/story/49949bb6cb8f4a9b9fe7d23b88d1dbde/AZ--Casino-Winner-Deported
You dodged a bullet!
Oh man! She had to be kicking herself.
Shivers and goosebumps...or duckbumps???
Haha, Roxanne! Me and Jimmy got locked in a church once - what could be the significance of this? - and as I began to feel that TRAPPED feeling, we found one (hidden) side door that had been left unlocked.
I think that open gate was an open invitation, and you say, hey, thanx for the invite! (now lemme out!)
Sounds like an adventure to me. Nice shots of the hawk. After you left I was walking Fred and hear something above and there he/she not sure eating a bird on the antenna across the street.
Jo, it was a bad day to be a bird. That bird, anyway.
Locked in a church? Did it help?? :D You know what they say: when God locks all the doors, he opens an emergency exit.
I DID get duckbumps, Swankie! It was terrifying!
Which is your best side? That one of course.
I see you are up to your usual tricks and also getting away with them as you Lucky Ducks seem to do. Carry on..........
Sherry, getting away with our usual tricks isn't usually so tricky!
♫♪♫Ducks just wanna have fu -uun ♫♪
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