hi,
here in las vegas. looking at the airport and the mountains beyond the airport. somehow whenever i come to las vegas i manage to get hotel rooms that face the desert or the mountains. which is actually ok with me, cos my favorite part of las vegas is the fact that it’s 2 seconds away from high, barren desert. in many ways las vegas is wasted on me. i don’t gamble and i don’t like ‘all you can eat’ buffets. i’m more likely to be debauched and/or degenerate in leipzig than in las vegas.
i don’t know. the degeneracy and debauchery here just seems a bit forced. and the aesthetic of capped teeth and plastic surgery is interesting, but it’s just not my cup of tea.
i hope i don’t sound like a snob, but for some reason las vegas just never excites me as much as it seems to excite everyone else. i like the edges of las vegas, where bail-bond storefronts sit next to strip clubs with $5 lap dances. the new and glitzy part of las vegas just seems, well,too new and too glitzy. although i do think that having an airport in the center of a city is a good, albeit kind of dangerous, idea.
i don’t want to sound like a snob. i appreciate vegas for what it is, but it’s just not my cup of tea. it’s always interesting to visit las vegas, but i do invariably feel more like an observer than a participant here.
see? i sound like a snob. maybe to atone for my snobbishness i should go play some nickel slots and eat some chicken fried steak and get a 5$ lap-dance. what exactly happens during a 5$ lap dance? and what exactly is chicken fried steak? maybe i’m a snob because i’m ignorant.
if i were to actually immerse myself in the fecund miasma of las vegas i’m sure that i would come to love it and maybe i’d stop being such a snob.
and yes, ‘fecund’ and ‘miasma’ are great words.
‘hirsute’ is another good word. and ‘pernicious’ and ‘jejeune’. even if i can’t spellparticularly well, and even if i’m not 100% sure what ‘jejeune’ actually means. banal?
mundane?
that’s me in a nutshell.
no, this is me in a nutshell, ‘help, how did i get into this nutshell? this is crazy, this nutshell.’
and every 90 seconds a helicopter flies by my window.
it’s the feds, keeping tabs on me. i’m sure of it.
moby