Flying. |
Smiley x 2. |
But I was there to have a good time so I explored the grounds for a while, hooked up with a Woodford Reserve Bourbon, a beer, and an all beef hot dog, and tried to get to where I wasn’t supposed to be. I was caught by security and they are very cool, if you are very cool, just as a FYI. I always try and act very dumb and happy and speak with an accent, because it is very unlikely that they will arrest you if you are just plain blissful and stupid and foreign. This is a well researched opinion.
On the way down in the elevator from the floor that I was not supposed to be on, with the security guy, there was a waitress with a paper plate with what looked like a burrito but was actually a hot dog with way too much cheese on it and I made a joke and she smiled and laughed.
The upside to the recent, but consistent, bad weather in Kentucky was that I could get railside and up close to the action. For some reason, they started the 5th race right by the grandstands. I know this was unusual because the bartender who served me my bourbon and had been doing so for other people for five years looked out and said “I've never seen that before.”
Rainy day means close shots. |
Borel. |
So I figured I probably won something. So I asked the guys next to me to read my tickets and take a guess at my winnings. They were happy for me, genuinely, and we smiled together and patted each other on the back.
#2 Holds for the win w/Borel closing. |
When I found him he said “Hey, I've been thinking about you. You had a nice win there..” and he smiled at me and I smiled back, and I handed him my tickets and he fed them into the machine and gave me back the ones that didn’t win. Of the 5 he sold me for $20, three were winners and paid out $157. I shook his hand and thanked him for his winning style, he told me that I did well, and then I walked away.
My man. |
And I love seeing people smile. It just might be one of my favorite things of all time.
Tell me, did any of this make you smile?
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