Las Vegas, Part I
Today, with not a cloud in the sky and the sun shining brightly, it is beautiful outside, so I sit here writing. Such a day as this reminds me of my time in Las Vegas, where so many days were without clouds, the sun shone brightly, and it almost never rained. We once had a two-year period with only a drizzle or two. Of course, the temperature wasn’t as nice as here, but you can’t have everything. At work, one time, we were visited by a colleague from Alaska. It was early to mid-April, in the mid eighties, and she was not prepared for such heat. For the entire visit she sweated and groused about the unrelenting desert heat. No one who lives in Vegas sweats in April. We wait for the temps to get upwards of 110 degrees before doing that. But you will see a shiver or two on a cool, 80-degree day, 8% humidity, in April. I guess it shows that many of our thoughts and feelings are relative. I’m sure if I had visited Alaska ...