"Don't you know that ain't no broken bottle, that i picked up in my headlights, on the other side of the Nevada line, where they live hard, die young, and have a good lookin' corpse every time." - Tom Waits
"And during the few moments that we have left... we wanna talk right down to Earth in a language that everybody here can easily understand." - Malcolm X
An impromptu Vegas reflection on the way home.
EDIT 28/08/2012: First attempt at posting truncated the audio file. It has now been fixed!
From Romulus, Michigan, a couple of lightyears from the Neutral Zone, bridging reality and Sin City, it's less than four hours until liftoff.
A new Las Vegas trip was booked this evening and I felt obliged to reminisce about Days of Future Pass Lines.
Somewhat coherent ramblings from a Vegas casino floor.
What we want and what we need and what we REALLY want and what we REALLY need.
Considering my future in travel. Doesn't location become secondary to being able to lose yourself for a while?