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. Follow @lavi_d_avegas
6 comments:
Damn. One of the reasons I moved here was run over a stupid tourist. I want my money back.
Also - I believe its called FURST!
Is that a Diner's Club International sign?
Broken signs with ironic lettering is all very well, but let's have more vitriolic, kicking and biting, name-calling, eye-poking, good ole down home politics.
"None of the Above" is looking pretty good about now...
D. That would be MY blog, not Lavi's. Although the eye poking and kicking has been put on hold....for now.
Lavi, please put up something new soon. I am growing bored.
btw I did get your message not sure why the phone did not ring. We were not there. We did go the next night though....lol are we that predictable?
Lavi, please put up something new soon. I am growing bored.
Sorry for being so negligent.
Baxtersmum - Congrats on the fursting; I'll try to catch up on your blogs later today.
d - get your mind out of the gutter.
Mr. Scum - Did you wish to charge a meal or room?
dog house and bread and water.
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