Mohegan Sun

We started out at Foxwoods, but shifted over to Mohegan Sun when it turned out that we had been housed in an off-casino lodge.

Deb and I had been to Mohegan Sun once when it first opened, and were very impressed with the integration of a variety of Indian artifacts. We were particularly intrigued with their use of open water inside the resort building -- a series of interconnected marble standing pools and running streams culminating in a massive interior waterfall that thunders down a rock wall. It must be several stories high. Very unlike any of the casinos that we're familiar with from Las Vegas and Atlantic City.

It was a great change of pace, but it's good to be back on our home turf. Besides, I find striking it rich to be quite exhausting. (Just kidding -- I did moderately well, and at least I didn't lose my shirt!)

Recovering from 75

Thanks to everyone for the kind birthday wishes!


It was a great day. Deb surprised me with a three-day trip to Foxwoods, since we both love to play blackjack. I wore "Winner" and got lots of compliments. (Yes, I know it's more of a poker tie than twenty-one, but it's the thought that counts, right?)

Today's the day

75. Wow. I always knew I would get here eventually, but I'm still a little bit amazed.


What to wear for such an occasion? Maybe I'll choose Homeward Bound, one of my new favorites.

Surprise!

I came into the office today to find the place festooned with ballons and the kitchen brimming over with birthday treats, like the delicious bow tie cupcakes pictured below. (OK, so there's a few missing already - after all, somebody had to test them.)

It's still not my birthday yet, but after 75 years of waiting, I figure I'm entitled to start the party a few days early. Cheers!

Frank

Meet my fish, Frank. His full name is actually Frankincense. He had two brothers, Gold and Myrrh, whom he ran out of town (uh, what is the Waterworld equivalent?). Anyway, I've lost track of exactly how old he really is. I think he's somewhere around 8 or 10 years old. He's outgrown several tanks and is shockingly large.

The best part is, I don't have to walk him.

This guy likes my ties

Steamed Rice likes Beau Ties. I prefer the butterfly style myself. Good choice!

I'm flattered

Here's an interesting blog,and not only because it decided to focus an entry on my company. I'm really proud of what we do here, and that we make all of our bow ties right here in Middlebury. Not only does it give us complete quality control, it also provides good-paying jobs to Vermonters. Those can be pretty scarce.

Some people may say I work in a hen house of sorts. I am one of three men on our entire staff. Our seamstresses all happen to be women. They're dedicated, exceptionally good people, and extremely talented at what they do.