Then we picked up puss face (di) and went to the bar in Beatty. The very first person we met was a old dude (cowbody jim) who did cowbody shootout "renactments" who I bonded with after he told me about his dad shooting rats in the house after I mentioned picking up shells from my kitchen floor. (Arman does the same). THEN some dude came over to join him and we got to talking about Ada's desire to take pictures of the brothels scattered all over. He (chris) goes "oh, you can come on over and take pictures at the pink lady right here" - which he is authorized to do, since he works security there and his SISTER manages it. Though the thought of hiring your brother to do security in your brothel is super creeptastic in all sorts of ways, it didn't stop me from quizzing him about how brothels work (it's very disapointing). Also, Jim, Chris and another Jim who Ada met, told us that Wilbert the burro LOVES doritos and will run up to you if he sees the bag, so I have some doritos now to feed him in the morning.
We decided we were hungry and I needed to see some dogs, so we went to the chili place next door to the bar and sat down at a table with some strangers. The resident dog didn't like me, so I turned my attention to the strangers. They are hot air balloon operators. For serious. I saw their website. And we have their card. They also told us that every year, the state rounds up the wild burros and adopts them out and shoots the rest, so I am going to adopt Wilbert and ride him home.
