I’ve never been much good at denying my urges — the low point being my set of commemorative plates commemorating the first set of commemorative plates — but I live like a monk compared to Dexter Morgan and Hank Moody.
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The Death Valley 49ers Days annually ushers in the peak visitation season in Death Valley National Park. Winding up today, this early November celebration draws hundreds of visitors, filing campgrounds, restaurants, park hostelries and accommodations in surrounding communities. As scores of recreational vehicles and other transportation depart following the festivities, regular visitors find park facilities back to normal and far less crowded.
I’m talking to the biggest player in Las Vegas entertainment on the loading dock in back of Luxor, because it’s a place where he can smoke.
It’s probably a coincidence — isn’t it? — that Irish "hypnomagician" Keith Barry turned up in Las Vegas the same week as Criss Angel’s grand opening. The two couldn’t be more different, except Barry is the one doing the real mind freaks.
Don’t try this on YouTube, kids.
Chefs don’t like to hear this, but it’s a given that the vast majority of restaurant food is not conducive to your (or mine or our or anybody’s) health. And the better the food is — the more it luxuriates languidly on tongue and palate — the more likely the presence of cream and butter and all of that other stuff that have helped us turn into a country of lardbutts, to put it bluntly.
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