Sittin’ here, three sheets to the wind, in the Las Vegas airport waiting for my flight home. Had the living f*ck scared outta me today TWICE!!! Once when the alarm went off this AM and heard a radio advert for heath-care reform that said to call Dingy Harry Reid and say you support it (sponsored by the Edumacakayturs Union) and then later when I went to the Atomic Testing Museum (hiking over 3 miles in 118F weather, both ways!)and finding out that Dingy Harry has his name all over the place. PUKE!!! (But I’m still gonna have them ship me some brand-new-vintage-1962-fallout-shelter metal sign! While I want to f*ck-over Dingy Harry as much as possible, I don’t want to hurt people trying to make a living, especially those that helped keep us free).