hit at around 11 AM a year ago when driving to Fernley "the back way." I pulled into El Capitan to see if they had any chips. The cashier was counting Cigarette Packages. I guess that's what casinos make employees do when they no longer have chips to handle. OK, not really bad about my surprise win, just sorta bad. Well, actually, just a tad bad. OK, OK, truth is, I sprinted out of there with a BIG GRIN on my face.

I know what Hawthorne has buried in its back yard and spend as little time as possible there.