...or something to that effect. We'll be leaving the safety of the Redwood Curtain at the end of this month to try our luck (rimshot!) in lovely Las Vegas, Nevada. Ah...Las Vegas...that oasis in the desert. Much like the proverbial grain of sand that was slowly coated with oyster goo until it became a luminescent pearl, such has Las Vegas become a brilliant city covered in acres of planned communities, homeowners' associations, and multi-million dollar mega resorts. Is this a coherent analogy? Just bear with me...
Unfortunately, I do not care for pearls. I do care for oysters - especially with a little sesame oil, ume, and wasabi - but Vegas is running low on their version of oyster goo (water, for those of you who don't follow battles for water rights and development) and I can't help but hum the theme song to "Weeds" every time I check out rental houses on GoogleMaps. If Humboldt County could have a polar opposite for environmental and consumerism values, then Las Vegas would be it.
Lame, but there it is. Makes me think that maybe there is a Top Ten List hiding in my brain somewhere of things I'll miss about living behind the curtain...
Wednesday, 9 July 2008
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