June 28
 
 
 
 

Earlier today, I was at the casino with Angelo and Eleanor, and as we were walking towards the keno lounge, I saw a giant poster of Vietnamese singers who were performing:
 
 

I looked at it sort of perfuntorily, commented to Eleanor about how I'd once seen the web page of one of the guys on the poster (heh, guess which one...) we giggled about how funny he looked, and we went on our merry way to losing money.

A few hours later, we were heading to another part of the casino (because, you see, we hadn't lost enough money yet...)  and we walked past a very familiar looking person.  "Gramma!!" I hissed  "Look in there!! It's HIM!!!"   She looked around "Where? WHO?"  "IN THE RESTAURANT!!!"  "IT'S THE GUY FROM THE POSTER!!!"  "Ohhh, you're RIGHT! And he's EATING!!"

Oh, no, Gentle Readers.  We did not win a fortune.  I have still not been given the opportunity to hold up the big check.  Our photos will not appear in Strictly Slots Magazine (which is what, if you are truly a stalker of mine, you'd remember I got for Eleanor for a birthday gift).  None of these things happened, but we did get to watch this guy stuffing noodles into his mouth:

Don't even PRETEND you aren't jealous.  YOU ARE. Seeing this guy is BETTER than winning money.  Way better.
 
 

If you'd like to meet me in person to hear the fabulous re-telling of the story, you just let me know.
 
 
 

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PS:  If he looks familiar to you, it's because you've seen him here.  Or maybe here.  His real name is Tuan Anh.  So, there you go.