Saturday, February 17, 2007


Not quite sure what's going on here. The right-rear of one and left-rear of the other of these elderly Broncos is flat. Rim-sucking flat. Did dad get tired of the lazy-ass kids taking off in the Broncos? Did someone let the air out of one so it would match the other? Is this some sort of driveway feng-shui?

Sadly, we'll probably never know.

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Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas ... with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.

-Hunter S. Thompson

Dedicated to the other side of Las Vegas, namely; the sprawling, mad, incoherent underpinnings of the world's favorite destination.

That, and the occasional ranting about nothing in particular.