Friday, August 7, 2009
Last night, Horse Girl insisted that I accompany her on a trip to some unknown location. The destination, she said, would be "a surprise" that I would enjoy very much. She loves that kind of thing, so I went along with it even though I wasn't really in the mood to go out that night.
I've learned the hard way that a life without friends is no life at all, and that being imposed upon by social obligations is much better than having the opposite problem. Given my previous circumstances, I'm usually pretty amenable to a night on the town, or a night at a mystery destination.
The surprise turned out to be a trip to Racetrack Casino, the first time I've ever been to such an establishment. She and I were joined by Long Hair Guy, Horse Girl's new boyfriend. I can't tell you how happy I am for that development.
Horse Girl, an accomplished equestrienne and horse breeder, is also a racing enthusiast, and as we sat there watching horses run around the track she explained to me the basic mechanics of betting on different contestants, pointing out the statistics for the oddly-named animals in a little pamphlet provided by the casino.
I really couldn't care less about horse racing, but I put the minimum of two dollars on one of them, which naturally lost.
"Wow, Horse Girl," I said, feigning outrage. "You just cost me two dollars. That's 120 cents!"
Horse Girl and Long Hair Guy stared at me.
"What?" I asked, befuddled.
"BB, think about what you just said," Horse Girl said slowly.
It took me a moment.
"Oh!" I exclaimed, smiling. "I meant 200 cents. There I go, getting my cents and my minutes mixed up again."