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Hot slots and cold beer
As y’all know, I normally submit my bi-monthly report of my obscure observations of our existence on this celestial orb as I am perched high (or at least tipsy) upon the Crow’s Nest. Sometimes, I lower myself and sit on a sandy beach to observe the world at sea level. But today, as I have done on rare occasions, my report comes from a land far, far away from my little slice of Heaven. Today my view is a bit hazy from the cigarette smoke wafting among the neon lights of a Las Vegas ca...