Sunday, February 03, 2008

Long Road To Ruin

For those of you who have never had to bare the burden of attempting survival in Reno, Nevada allow me to paint you a portrait of nouns and adjectives; Reno is a ruptured septic tank of human vices and temptations. It is the poorly-behaved little brother of Las Vegas, you know the one that always seems to fuck up all the time and always drinks a little too much at Thanksgiving because it wants to be a big city but it knows in it's little heart of hearts that it's nothing more than a state-subsidized adult daycare for alcoholics. In plain terms, this city sucks. I don't gamble, and having actually witnessed it first hand, I now know why. I can see how those with addictive personalities could easily be drawn into debt by the bright lights, free drinks, and the over-bearing presence of strip clubs and all-you-can-eat buffets. Never have I seen a place so dedicated to the typical male hierarchy of necessity; money, sex, booze, and food. It is Hell's waiting room, but don't worry, the room rates are low, the drinks are free, and there's plenty of action to occupy your time. The only upside to visiting this dirt-ridden wasteland was that I got to see a pretty good Foo Fighters concert. So, you know, there's always that.

long road to ruin there in your eyes

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