Casino Closed Columbus Day Weekend
The Casino will be closed Columbus Day weekend.
Thank you for a successful season together and for your support!
We wish you a great “off-season” and a safe winter.
Looking forward to seeing you again next summer!
“Here’s to you,” “Good health,” and “Bottoms up.”
Casino & Soda Fountain End of Summer Changes
With many of the summer staff departing for jobs and schools in other parts of the country, there will be some upcoming changes to the Casino & Soda Fountain schedules.
The Casino will NOT be open Friday, August 23rd, or Saturday August 24th.
The Soda Fountain will be closed on Saturday, August 24th but should reopen on Sunday August 25th.
Check this site for updates.
DJ Porter at the Casino: Friday July 26th
DJ Porter will play at the Huletts Casino starting around 11:00 pm and finishing around 1:00 am.
Come out and enjoy the fun!
Band at the Casino: Friday June 28th
Muss MD will play at the Huletts Casino – Friday June 28th from 9:00 pm until about 10:30 pm.
This is a family friendly event.
Casino to Open Soon
The Casino will be closed Memorial Day weekend, but it is getting ready to reopen soon. Stay tuned for the date and hours.
We can’t wait to welcome you!
Saturday Quote
Frederick, Prince of Wales (1707 – 1751) epigram (quoted by William Makepeace Thackeray, “Four Georges”):
“Here lies poor Fred who was alive and is dead,
Had it been his father I had much rather,
Had it been his sister nobody would have missed her,
Had it been his brother, still better than another,
Had it been the whole generation, so much better for the nation,
But since it is Fred who was alive and is dead,
There is no more to be said!”
Because Frederick died before his father, King George II, his son would inherit the throne and become King George III. George III was king of England during the Revolutionary War.
Laugh Away: Paramount Super Bowl Commercial
Knuckles appears in the new Paramount+ Super Bowl commercial. pic.twitter.com/tuD7G4GfXz
— Sonic The Hedgeblog (@Sonic_Hedgeblog) February 1, 2024
PJ Ferguson & The Tennessee Strange: “Don’t Tell Me What to Play”
Congratulations to PJ Ferguson and the Tennessee Strange for their new song: “Don’t Tell Me What to Play.”
PJ Ferguson is the son of Town Supervisor, Paul Ferguson.
Welcome 2024: Happy New Year
I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year, “Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown.”
And he replied, “Go out into the darkness and put your hand into the Hand of God. That shall be to you better than the light and safer than a known way”
So I went forth, and finding the Hand of God, trod gladly into the night. And He led me towards the hills and the breaking of the day in the lone East.
“Gate of the Year”, Minnie Louise Haskins, 1908
Saturday Quote
“Talent hits a target that no one else can hit, genius hits a target that no one else can see.”
Arthur Schopenhauer
German Philospher
Columbus Day 2022
Columbus Day in Huletts usually means the “season” has come to a close. If you are leaving Huletts today, have a safe trip to your home away from Huletts and we hope to see you again in 2023!
Seen on the Big Screen at Citi Field
Saturday Quote
Speech: “All the world’s a stage”
BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE
(from As You Like It, spoken by Jaques)
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms;
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lin’d,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well sav’d, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion;
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.