the gambler

first of all, thank you everyone for your supportive comments on yesterday's post. i'm not sure how it came across, but if i at all gave the impression of being ungrateful, i sincerely apologize. i know i'm in a position of privilege to even be able to record songs, and feel so incredibly lucky to continue to be involved in music. and extremely lucky to have so many amazing helpers who have supported financially, or through your emails, comments, promotion etc.

i just wanted to address some common fears artists face, and i face as well. it's tough out there, you know? but the fears don't kill me. i get back up and keep going, as i hope most of you do as well :)


anyway... this weekend, i got that distinct feeling that it was time for me to split from the city for a few days. so i decided spur-of-the moment to head home to rhode island. i always take a bus that goes to foxwoods casino, where my parents pick me up. after getting off the bus, coupons for free food and free slot play are handed out.

this time, my dad promptly took me over to this machine:





it is a kenny rogers "the gambler" slot machine.

i gambled away my $15 slot play, drank my free drink, and went home to a cozy feather bed.


while i was there, i also had an opportunity to check out my parent's new store, which contained soooo much good stuff:








i actually ended up taking home that vintage hand towel! upon closer inspection, i noticed that the little dutch couple was actually frowning, which i thought was unusual. "they're realists," commented my mother.





xoxoox!





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