I had my first extended stay in the Planet this weekend. Just thought I would share a few thoughts I had during my stay. (Keep in mind I was staying with Kolkman)

- I now understand why all the gambling. The first thing I saw when walked into the Country Club was an organized blackjack game, complete with felt tables, real chips with markers and denominations, and dealers who actually call out "Changing $100!" It was the most incredible thing I have ever seen. Just blatantly breaking the law and not doing anything to hide it. You would think they would put that game in some smoky downstairs room with a sliding slot on the door, but no. They put it 20 feet from the bar so that patrons can continue to get drinks quickly, unbelievable. But that was nothing compared to the gambling that went on during the golf tournament. People were betting thousands of dollars on scramble golf. Not only that, they created sheets that explained the rules, listed team odds, and had "North Platte Country Club" listed across the top. They actually created documentation of the betting and then listed what the payouts were out in the open. I was use to the Saturday night poker game at Happy Hollow, but I just can't figure out how they can get away with basically running an open sports book out of a country club. Not that I'm going to bitch too much, we bet on ourselves in the silent calcutta and won like $400.

- Cody Go Karts is not that cool. That place is actually one of the most depressing fun parks I have ever been to. The slick track was closed down and the main track only had four carts going around. The mini golf course is full of weeds and the turf is coming up on most holes. Not to mention I had to use a goddamn range ball. Plus hole #2 might be the worst hole on the damn planet, every person in our group had to get down on their stomach and pool cue it through the damn stump. Pete, after playing that course, I believe you have to change those mini golf ratings. The only thing that course possibly has is a nostalgic value, which isn't enough to put it in the top five in Nebraska. Finally, the worst thing I saw was some poor chicken who they had stuck inside a machine and made it play tic-tac-toe against people who put in a quarter. Can you imagine how that chicken must feel losing all the time? Overall rating for Cody Go Karts: Made me want to listen to some Death Cab, put on a shirt that says "Fuck North Platte", and go drinking at The Alamo. In other words, Kill Myself.

- I only made it to one bar because Paul was a vag on Saturday night, but I'll give some general thoughts on the Brothers bar scene. Really, cheap drinks. I mean really. Let's just say that when I got back to Omaha last night I spent more on one Red Bull and vodka than I spent on three there. There were more cowboy hats than I was expecting and a lot of random thongs making their way above the jean line. Seriously, these girls must have collectively decided that they were going to let guys see that they were wearing thongs. They all had shirts that showed off a little stomach, low rise jeans, and a thong just sticking up in back. Fine by me. Also, lots of drunk fifty year olds in the bar. And when I say drunk, I mean drunk. One guy walked over to our table and started talking in some strange english sounding drunkese that included calling Paul a "shurgeown" (surgeon), his friend Ty was a "really handshome fella, no, I mean damn cute", and I was a "blashphemin', Goddamn Antichrisht," after he found out I was going to be a lawyer. Comedy.

Some parting thoughts:
- Paul's a slut
- People can't drive in NP, I was almost side swiped twice.
- Saw some dude randomly riding his bike at 10AM. He was chugging a beer while riding and had the rest of the six pack dangling from the handle bars.
- Will somebody please explain why there needs to be three viaducts in that town?
- If that town is so cool, why do your parents continue to move away and none of you live there?
- Finally, Gump is a funny fucking kid.