As I type this, the AOL home page says it's 70 degrees in the 'Ville right now. Here in Sin City, it's approximately 32 degrees hotter. Yep, you can do the math. I've walked so much today in the desert heat, that I felt like Moses. Well, maybe not quite like Moses - I'm sure he didn't have a casino/hotel on every block to stop into to enjoy the air conditioning. But you get the picture.
Tonight is the Big Event - the reason I came to Las Vegas in the hottest part of the year - to see and meet on of my idols, Reba McEntire. I fly back home tomorrow, so I probably won't be able to give a vacation report until after I get home tomorrow night, but you can count on a full report once I get back home and get rested up from my week of vacation. I do have one short story to tell you, however. I saw a very interesting fight out on Las Vegas Boulevard this afternoon. I never could quite find out what caused the fight - there wasn't a fender bender, nor was it a case of road rage. All I know is if it had happened in the 'Ville, one of the people involved would have pulled out their piece and capped the other person in the ass. But here in Sin City, they just shoved eacher other and basically faught like girls.
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