The Mary(s) and Logan have been packing and cleaning and throwing out crap, for three days now. (I was working on a corporate project). They've done considerably more work than I on the whole moving to another state thing and for some reason I'm exhausted.
Now we are waiting on the truck. I can't wait to load it and get out of Vegas. I don't know what the hell we were thinking moving here? It’s like the last vestige of pure unadulterated white trash in one place. Concentrated white trash I guess. The Oxi -clean of Trashé de Blanc really….but I digress…
It seemed like a good idea at the time? Of course when you looking sub-zero temperatures in the Midwest anything warm looks appealing. If anybody that ever reads this is really looking for an answer- don’t move to Las Vegas. It stinks on ice. In the immortal words of Homer Simpson, “So long Stink Town"!