Recent post from Mickey Crimm and Jon From San Diego couldn't be much
more dissimiliar in attitude, outlook or style. And yet I find both
correspondents interesting and entertaining. Why? Could it be that,
while I find myself engulfed in a thick haze of year old nicotine,
loser sweat and nacho residue --- jabbing half-heartedly at a slow
sticky NSUD slant top wedged into a dark corner of a claustrophobic
sports bar in Gary freakin' Indiana, these guys are cruising Vegas
doing whatever they want whenever they feel like it? Maybe.