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Before leaving town, a Bashful Bull Brunch.
No Mai Tais for brunch. |
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By this time, Ted Casino had sobered up considerably. Mai Tais are not his medicine. |
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Two missions of the trip -- in fact, for me, the two crucial missions -- had been dismal failures.
I had attempted to resolve Whip It!'s situation, without result. And I had failed to find Jersey Stan's metal-stamping kit (which I'd used to inscribe the Mojave Phone Booth plaque). |
| When I got home, I found the kit in a box I'd searched at least five times. Inexplicably, everyone who'd seen the kit remembered it as having been much larger than it actually is. Whew. I didn't like the idea of facing the wrath of Jersey Stan. |
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