I went to the years largest flea market here today and managed to find a few obsolete chips and tokens, some nice art glass and even a quilt for Cindy. I met a guy there who claimed to teach dealers how to deal at casinos around the country (including MS, CT and CA)and even claimed to know Gene. Did I mention I was on fire today??? Oh yeah, while I was talking to this guy I felt a "bee sting" on my left knee. I went to swat the bee only to discover my pants were on fire! While I was talking to this guy I was standing about 2 feet away from a makeup mirror that was sitting on the ground. Apparently I was in just exactly the right position that the sun shining against the concave mirror was shining on my pants and set them on fire. GEEEEEEZ! Other than a 2" diameter hole in my best jeans I survived the incident undamaged. But it has to rate up there with one of the weirdest things to ever happen to me.