Showing posts with label excalibur. Show all posts
Showing posts with label excalibur. Show all posts

Friday, October 28, 2011

Dry Gulch Excalibur

Another in a continuing series.

All the major properties on the Strip must, from time-to-time, drain their various water features for maintenance.

...and, of course, to rake up the tons of coins.

Sunday, September 2, 2007

Strip Sleepin' #5



"Aw momma, you so fine.   Sweet thing, I'm gonna slide my Rascal™ up underneath your righteous breasts and...


SNZZZORKzzzzz!

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.