Bozeman is looking up. We drove past several places on our way to dinner last night that advertised themselves as “casino.” Which perked my ears up. I couldn’t get enough details on the web and wasn’t able to get anyone with a brain on the phone when I called one of the places, so I’m not clear yet on whether all they offer is video poker and bingo (which makes them pretend casinos, in my book) or if they have real table games like craps and blackjack and, my favorite, poker. I’m still reconnoitering the situation. I’ll report my findings.

If they do in fact have real casinos, then the game plan for this week is to win enough to pay to rent a Harley over the weekend. It’s $145 a day with a two day minimum, but I can’t think of a better way to spend the weekend than cruising on a Road King over to Yellowstone or maybe up to Glacier National Park to ride the Going-to-the-Sun Road or just riding around in the local mountains. And if the casino thing doesn’t pan out, one of the people at the radio station here might be able to swing a deal for me so I can get the bargain basement rate.

Gambling or riding. My weekend just got a lot better.