Blue Hotrod • Las Vegas USA

Nice grill on Fremont Street!

That metallic blue paint sure is prutty sparkling in the Vegas sun. My only question is, with a massive turbo charged engine sticking out of the hood, can you see well enough to drive? And, yeah, I'd miss the friggen windshield. Might be tough with the wind messing up your GF's doo! But wait, cruisin' while doing the Sloopy thing with leather ace hat, bomber jacket, goggles and flowing silk scarf would be way cool!

Photography is a good diversion

I guess it's sorta a guy thang but I love to shoot vintage hotrods, especially details and abstracts. Plus, it gets you out of the casino and is a bitchin' break from the terrible grind of booze, gluttony 'n gambling. Hmm, now that I'm on the topic of sin, that marketing crap with all the sexual innuendoes ("what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas") is bull. After the stress of losing money, little or no sleep and way too much food and alcohol, well, lets just say the "little man" is often temporarily disabled...

Everyone in Vegas looks like a model--not!

I couldn't help but notice a lot of really out of shape folks in Vegas. Ah dunno, maybe it's the attraction of free booze, unlimited smoking and all-you-can-eat buffets, but, yeah, the battle of the bulge is in full swing and the human race is losing. After seeing all the gasping and well-fed gamblers I felt guilty and ran up to my hotel room and started doing pushups!

The unhealthy image of Vegas is not helped by the fact the air is thin and extremely dry. Yep, nose bleeds and dry skin galore. I'm guessing the lack of abundant vegetation (it is a desert) and subsequent low oxygen levels has resulted in massive proliferation of "oxygen" bars. People look dad burn goofy sitting on bar stools with plastic tubes hanging out of their noses.

Reality is sorta the anti-image of Vegas marketing. But where else can you do all this crazy stuff and nobody says jack? And ain't it all fun! Yeee Haaa!