Russ Hamilton in Pendleton, Oregon??

 

I hate to get knocked out of a poker tournament early (third round), but sometimes, it turns out OK. I saw Linda Johnson leaving the tournament area and five minutes later, I was behind her; just in time to join her and Poker Picture Lady, Laurie, for a jaunt to town. Laurie drives a cute little Mustang that has one of those backseats that is so tiny a two-year-old would be squished. Well, no question, Linda laid claim to the front seat so I managed to wiggle, turn, bend and squish to get into the backseat. That wasn't too bad as I could sit long way on the seat. IF I had to sit with my legs in front of me, they would have been amputated. But that wasn't the hard part.

 

Getting me out, was a horse of another story. I won't even go into detail, except to say, Laurie suggested putting the top down rather than calling the fire department with the jaws of life.

 

Linda used to be my boss and we always had fun. Now that she isn't my boss, we have more fun. If you go anywhere with Linda Johnson and don't laugh, you either aren't listening or you are a sour puss.

 

I couldn't believe it when we walked into one the many antique shops on Main Street and there was Russ Hamilton, playing a guitar and singing a country song. It turned out to be local, Grant Spears, who is a dead ringer for Russ. We thought he was Russ, he thought Linda was the lady on the World Poker Tour. We were wrong, he was right.

 

 

Linda and Jan will be hosting a seminar in the morning. LJ has invited Grant to come and sit at the head table and not say a word. Everyone will believe that Russ is on property, I promise. An afternoon with Linda and Laurie is fun and full of the unexpected.

 

 

 

Downtown Pendleton: I love it: think of Mayberry or any small town, 1950's USA. They even have a toy store right off main street and I am not talking 'Toys-r-Us"- and that's all I'm going to say about that.