Thursday, February 19, 2009

Cheer



Who does not believe that it is a great time to be alive?

Of course, if you're suffering from inoperable cancer or you've been shot in the face in a hunting accident and are disfigured for life, yeah, things might not seem so blissful.

And with foreclosures, bailouts, Iranian/N Korean nukes, global weirding, network television and a Democratic Congress, it might seem that things are bad, but really...

There's the internet, MP3 players, digital cameras and GPSs. There is nothing more exhilarating than slamming down a few microbrews, strapping on the digital player/headphones and helmet, and then ripping through the neighborhood on your Casino Cruiser to the tune of god-knows-what you've downloaded recently from the intertubes.

Life is good, people, and despite what the preachers may want you to believe, all credible evidence points to the conclusion that this is the only one you will have.

Enjoy!

5 comments:

D said...

I'd be the furst to say that most of the troubles in life are self inflicted - especially financial ones.

It's a grand, wonderful circus of a life; frequently vexing, sometimes facing incredible dumbth, but rarely dull and always worth living.

Even in Vegas

Dum Vivimus, Vivamus !

Black Heart Candle said...

Did Bozo know he was being shrined on the Strip?

D said...

Bozo enshrined?
Hell, they been *elected*

Lavi D. said...

Did Bozo know he was being shrined on the Strip?

"Shrined"

That's good.

Actually, this is the clown face from The Boardwalk which was removed in 2005 and is now the site of City Center.

Wow. I was wrong in my previous post - it was "dropped".

The_Scum said...

Life is good Lavi. D's observations are correct as well.

Vegas as a lot of good circus freak show type stuff to keep one entertained.

It's a cornucopia of simple pleasures out there.


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.