Stepping out of an Air Conditioned Hotel into the hot Nevada summer night air is much like taking an ice cube out of the freezer and tossing it onto a pre-heated stove top and watching it dance around and instantly dissolve into a cloud of vapor. Still, I felt better than those who were watching their money vaporize at the strip poker table.
When I was younger I recall my parents took me to Las Vegas a number of times on the way to Disneyland. We always stayed at Circus Circus. I actually enjoyed the free acrobatic shows they had over the casino floor. I remember seeing things as a young boy that you don't see growing up on the "farm" and wondering what else I was missing out on. I remembered my parents explaining to me about the oldest profession and how certain fashion styles were associated with that profession. You might say it was their uniform or from my opinion the lack thereof. Ever since I have associated Stilettos and mini skirts with said profession.
It had been about 17 years since I have actually stopped and stayed the night in Las Vegas. A lot has changed, the Casinos, the Strip and the most apparent change was that you can no longer tell the difference at night between the women walking the streets and the street walking women. Everyone looks and dresses the same only shorter and tighter. In fact I think the "working women"have probably had to make some concessions to the uniform just to stand out from the throngs of thongs. I just shook my head and kept the eyes straight ahead. DOH! can't look there either.....On to M&M world.
