From fifteen-thousand feet, Las Vegas is invisible. The desert floor of Nevada stretches on until it disappears into the ether of earth's hazy rim, with minor undulations here and there, grey mountains shoved up through the sand like bones in a compound fracture.
Apocalyptic Optimists
Don't you just hate it when you can't successfully trace the genealogy of a particular quote, one that's been bangin' around inside your head?
