Las Vegas, Day One
Okay, that last post? Essentially cost me $6, considering the cost of this internet "café." Anyway, since it was kind of dull, I thought I could at least cover a quick rundown of the day.

I went to Lake Mead, which was formed by the Hoover Dam, this afternoon. Actually, I spotted both the lake and the dam from the plane, but I hadn't confirmed its identity at the time. It was kind of cool and kind of dizzying. I was glad to see it, but it wasn't particularly exciting. You just kind of look, and you move along. Maybe I'm not a 'real' engineer.

So far, my general impression of Las Vegas is a good one. It bombards my visual senses like curry does to my sense of taste. It's exciting, it's open late, and it's oddly populated by beautiful people. There is also an extraordinary amount of women with breasts that are far too large to be attractive. Seriously. They look kind of painful to have, actually. But aside from the above-average attractiveness of the population, there's also a good concentration of slightly skanky people. The trick is to find members of the first group who don't fall into the second. It's a bit rare, though. I was being checked out on an escalator, on my way here. And although it was a bit questionable, and clearly nothing was going to happen, it still felt good. Well, it felt better than when I was ogled at the McDonald's drive-thru last night. That was really weird. There was nothing subtle about it; I was just being stared at. With a weird, semi-lewd smile. I just counted my change a lot and looked away.

Back on the side of feel-goods, I got whistled at while I was in Atlanta a couple weekends ago. The car didn't slow down so I couldn't spot the source, unfortunately. Yes, I am tooting my own horn.

I also went to see Penn & Teller today, who were pretty hilarious. Uh, insert crappy review here.

I guess this is kind of suffering because I'm really tired (I'm rounding out 24 hours awake after just 3 hours of sleep), but I was filled with good intentions about writing thoroughly interesting text. I know I could've just waited until I got back to the hotel room, written in my black notebook, and then transcribed it here, but my voice changes a lot when I handwrite stuff. And I wanted to try and capture some of the keyboard feel. Alas. Anyway, that was the beginning, I guess.
- posted by roger @ 11:52 PM