happy hour

medium lemon slush with extra lemon wedges, flamingo SONIC.

i was going to order from the landing and *just* as i approached the
platform the driver of a white chrysler 300 opened her door and hurled
*volumes* onto the stall floor.  (and no, she hadn't had any SONIC yet.)

did this stop me from ordering? did it? did it?

of course not. you can't live in las vegas with no stomach for
vomiting.

when my order came out, i turned around to see the car hop rollerblade-deep in the spew ... which goes to show you just *how serious* your mom was when she said not to lick your sister's roller skate wheels.

AND, yes, yes, yes ... another survey.


bonus gratuitous pic:



{as long as i was firing out a SONIC graphic, i figured i'd include a
pic from last night as well ... five-of-a-kind on a joker wild (sic)
video poker machine ... the penultimate payout ... $250 on a $1.25 bet.}