A great day for this football fan!! The Cleveland Browns won their first game of the season, woo hoo! And Brett Favre...oh Brett Favre...Not only did he lead the Jets to victory, but he threw for 6 touchdowns, a career high for him. And the thing I love about Brett Favre is how much something like that means to him. When he was interviewed on the field after the game, he was visibly emotional, saying that he'd never played in a game like that before. This guy has played in hundreds of pro games, he holds all kinds of records, he was worthy of the Hall of Fame years ago, and yet he still plays as if his best games are ahead of him, as if there is no where else he'd rather be than on a football field. Oh Brett Favre, you are ever so dreamy...
I'd also like to report that Alex has been a non-smoker for 2 weeks now! And considering how tough it's been for him, he's made it pretty easy for me. No tantrums, no bitching, just a whole lot of gum-chewing and inner turmoil. I'm lucky, considering all the substances I've had to quit in my years, that I've never been addicted to cigarettes. Sure, I smoked in high school, but by my freshman year of college, my asthma got too bad for me to continue my love affair with Newport Lights. Not that I didn't try, I would smoke those things until they actually made me puke. Eventually, I got tired of puking. So I never got to experience the hell of nicotine withdrawal, I never had to replace an every-ten-minutes kind of habit. I applaud Alex, I understand that this is no fun for him, but I am SO GLAD he's trying! He smells so clean and soapy now. And there's no pile of cigarette butts on my patio. Here's wishing him much success in staying off the Marlboro junk!
Not much else to report from Sin City. Life crawls along. Still hot here, high 90's most days. 14% humidity. I'm having a tough time adjusting. Been feeling somewhat under-the-weather since we got here. And all of a sudden, we've been here a month! Time flies when you're...living, I suppose.
Driving the other day, we were at a light next to The Arville Shopping Center, which offers consumers the following fine establishments:
New Shanghai Massage
Queen Bee Nails
Ngoc Lan Video
Passions Gentleman's Club
Marine Corps League
Macau Massage
American Shooters Gun Club
Personally, I would consider this a specialty shopping center. I mean, there's not a lot of actual shopping, right? There's a nail salon and an adult video place. But mostly, it's a center for sex and guns. I suppose the employees at Passions are glad to have Queen Bee Nails next door, as those poles can be murder on nail tips. I wonder if the two massage parlors duke it out for clientele? Perhaps their employees also work at Passions, trying to bring the gents over for a happy ending after their lap dance. And then the gents can work off any extra energy at the gun club before returning home to the family. Or they can work off any extra guilt by getting a talking-to at the Marine Corps League. Huh, I guess for some people, The Arville Shopping Center has it all! Not much for me there, my nails grow long and strong without any help from nail salons, and I'm not so big into Vietnamese porn, nor do I have money to spend on strippers and happy endings, nor do I like guns. Nope, not much for Meg to do there, but this must be the Mecca of shopping centers for some people. There were plenty of cars in the lot.
Another sign I saw that made me pause: FREE PROFESSIONAL CHILDCARE! Which sounds good, right? Except that it was at a casino. Which now sounds like Bad Parenting 101. Sure, I understand that parents need to get away from the kids, they need a break from speaking in code and acting responsibly. And sure, I understand that many adults like to unwind by pumping quarters into slot machines or tossing dice at a craps table. But there's something about bringing kids to a casino-run childcare that seems really sketchy to me. Personally, I am always a little appalled when I see kids in casinos. It's one thing if you're visiting and are staying in a casino and need to walk through the gaming areas to get anywhere else. But casinos are in no way kid-friendly. Smoking, drinking, cussing, scantily-clad cocktail servers, no clocks or windows... Sure, there's lots of flashing lights and arcade-like sounds to amuse the tots for a time. But there's nothing for kids to do! Which, I suppose, is where the childcare comes in. Now you can drop your kids off in a room full of toys with adult supervision! Great! Except...IN A CASINO??? What, are there strip clubs out there with childcare? When Sinthia isn't working the pole, she's reading Dr. Seuss to your kids! There are some environments that aren't meant for kids, no matter how you dress them up. Casinos are not for kids!! Frankly, I think that if a parent wants to spend an afternoon or evening at a casino, find a babysitter! If you don't have the money for a babysitter, why the hell are you going to a casino?? Kids are exposed to enough madness without trotting them through Palace Station Casino to get to daycare. I don't know, I'm not a parent so I suppose it's not for me to judge. But if I were Queen of the World, I'm pretty sure I'd be removing the casino childcare system. And I'd also be implementing a monthly Ice Cream Holiday. And puppies would never grow old. And money would grow on trees, making everyone an environmentalist. Won't you all live with me in Megtopia?
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