My wife and I decided to take a mini-vacation and drove down to Atlantic City last week to see Lynda Carter perform at Harrah’s. Funny, I remember Ms. Carter as a singer and my wife remembers her as Wonder Woman. I knew she played Wonder Woman but I never watched the show. I did have her album Portrait and loved the song Toto (which she had written).
Waiting forty five minutes to check-in, another twenty to get the tickets at the box office and paying more for dinner than what the room and show cost was not a good sign.
Ms. Carter performed many songs (including my favorite from above) and chatted about her life and band members. Overall, it was a good show, we enjoyed ourselves and I think we were two of the youngest people in the audience. I would have loved to meet her after the show but that wasn’t happening.
We had a few drinks at one of the casino bars and my wife played the slots (and won!). I lost. We stayed overnight and left the next morning. It was an uneventful ride home, but then I remembered I didn’t have my suit. I had left it in the hotel room. Have you ever tried calling a casino “Lost and Found”? Three calls and four days later, they returned to call to say housekeeping didn’t find a suit. Now I am waiting to hear back from her supervisor to file a report! Of course, I am wondering why I bothered to bring a suit since it seems the dress code of the average Atlantic City guest is velour sweat suits or shorts and a t-shirt.
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