Da Bell, Debauchery

Having just come off a "bender" with "Calamity Jane", I thought I was going to avoid the party atmosphere of Vegas and just spend some quiet time in my room watching TV, pay-per-view, or the Adult Channel.  Everything was going great.. I was kicking back in bed with my favorite adult beverage, watching the Adult Channel and minding my own business.  Things were totally in-control until my host and his lovely wife wanted the room to themselves for awhile, so I was left to fend for myself.


So feeling a little tipsy, I found my way down to the casino (hopped a ride on a room service cart) and was fortunate enough to meet a couple of celebrities, and two girls wearing sparkly red outfits.

Have I told you how much I like the color red?  And ... isn't Elvis dead?

After some small talk, and a lot of gawking (thanks, Dolly!) I made my way to the slot machines!  There I won a brass-load of money playing the progressive slot.  I can tell you .. when I hit that jackpot ... well, this bell hasn't heard THAT many BELLS ring since that bell-orgy in Budapest just after my casting.  But I digress... Here I am posing with the very slot machine that made me the richest bell on the strip!

I managed to hop back on a room service cart for a trip back up to my floor, and when I entered the elevator I was accosted by two Casino security personnel.  They demanded to see what was on my camera.  Upon seeing the picture of me with a slot machine, they then demanded that I delete the photo.  I guess they have some sensitivity to people taking photos on the casino floor.

Obviously, after much sweet talking - and explaining that I was a ROTARY BELL (Apparently they first thought I was affiliated with the Lions Club) .. they let me keep the picture!  So now I am able to share!

I made it safely back to the room, where my host and his wife were still going at it.  I waited outside in the hall until morning, when my hosts graciously brought me back into the room with their USA Today.

Don't know what tonight has in store (Saturday).  Will report back tomorrow, if I'm still ring-able.

Yours in Rotary,
Dingy

All I Can Say Is ... Yeeee, Hawwww!!!!

Well my fellow Rotarians.  I'd like to say I miss you all, but that wouldn't be quite true.  Ever since being snatched by one of you at this year's kickout dinner, I have been living a rather mundane life stuffed away in someone's closet.

But, alas .. I've busted loose..... and when I say "Busted", I mean that literally. 

The other morning I woke up in a hay loft, not quite sure how I got there.  I had a "ringing" in my ears, and really couldn't remember much about what happened the previous night.... until now.

Apparently there were three of us at last night's party .. me (the bell), Miss Kitty (name has been changed to protect the not-so-innocent), and some sort of buffalo.

Fortunately, I recovered nicely.  I attribute that to the quality of my brass.

This weekend I am off to the Bay Area for an adventure with one of our fellow Lodi Sunrise Rotarians.

From what I hear, there may be some other kind of bell ringing going on in our room (a.k.a. "Boot Knocking") so hopefully I won't have to endure anything primal.

Then the weekend after I am supposed to be going up to the high country.  We'll see!  In the meantime, I hope you are enjoying my cousin .. the airhorn!

Yours in Rotary,
Dingy Da Bell!