Viva Las Vagrants
Angus and I are both in the land of the "What the F***?", for the Public Choice Society meetings.
Not just the usual bad suits and autism. You can see those at ANY academic conference.
No, I mean Vegas itself.
When you see this.....
Yes, that is a Denny's, right between Madame Tusaud's and Harrah's. Breakfast for the masses.
That's Bill Shughart, Ed in Chief of Public Choice, and Nick Philipson, Springer Senior Editor for Business and Economics. In front of a store called "Theory." WTF? (though, es verdad, Shoogie necesita mas teoria, ahora mismo). Note the mannequin. I think she has had PLENTY of theory.
Tonight: The Angus - Mungowitz summit dinner, at Chinois, then off to see Ray Romano's and Kevin James' comedic stylings. I predict: fun. Also always nice to see the lovely and charming Ms. Angus. Angus made the arrangements. And though we disagree on some things, I am happy to be in his capable hands on scheduling. He is psychotic about getting things right, and in terms of taste, I must admit that he is a recreational genius. It took me a while to admit this, since many people who CALL themselves "recreational genius" are just rank poseurs. But Angus is the real deal.
Another WTF treat: Giant flying saucer building with nothing under it. In the picture it looks pretty big, but in person it looks much bigger, and even more pointless.
Finally, a WTF lagniappe: when you walk on the strip, right between the Venetian and Ceasar's Palace, there is a long line of Latino men and women, wearing matching t-shirts that say, "GIRLS! Direct to you! 20 minutes to your room."
They are snapping little pornographic cards and trying to give them to everyone who walks by. There are 20 or so people, standing shoulder to shoulder, trying to sell "girls." And the ground is littered, at both ends of the line, with all the little cards. Printed on the cards are some pretty remarkably tasteless poses of women wearing...well, nothing. The strangest sales campaign I have ever seen. But, presumably, they get enough customers to make it pay. Ick.