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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. Follow @lavi_d_avegas
2 comments:
Sleep pron™!
I Lurve me some sleep pron™.
That Old Geezer looks plum tuckered out. Nice shoes too.
Where is the bench located?
Now that I secured the furst it's time to get ready for that j o b thingy. It has been months.
That bench is next to the south escalator for da Bellagio
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