Motor City Living

Friday night out with the superstar. What more can a man ask for? Nothing. Had a great night at the staff Christmas shindig last night. A real live DJ mixing vinyl, that is what I call a DJ. Not everyone else at the party thought the same as I did, but he was mixin sick jams.
Then it was on to the Milner Hotel downtown where we stayed for the evening. Oh, but wait, there's more-we took a taxi over to the Motor City Casino. Our long time friends of more than 12 years were celebrating Berman's 46th Bday. Man is he old. He and Gailee had a suite, so we went hung out, got to see the barn ettes, went gaming, suiting, dancing, watching the band play, and finally got a cab at 3am. Good times. Plus on the last dollar of Berman's end of our bets, he hit and that meant T$ got a share in the winnings. So if you include the gift from the staff, we are up $35 for the entire evening, including hotal, food, drinks, games, and accommodations. Not too shabby.

The greatest part of the entire event was this morning, as I sat on the bed of the hotel, looking out into the snow flakes that were floating past, up and down, sideways and spinning. In that moment I heard God say to me : "Thank you." I'm thinking-are you talking to me? "Yup. Thanks for doing well and doing right. Keep it up." That was my highlight of the evening fo sho.

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