Belated Postcard from Nevada
December 19, 2008
If you look out into the mountains you’ll find snow. I am very hungry. As I speak, we’re about to pass the evil beast that is the Las Vegas Strip. Red Rocks to the west and Death Valley. There is sand crust on Marina’s shoes and her legs are all over me. “Rock Your Ass and Think of it as Scream Therapy.” I find Carrot Top very sexy. And for the first time our group has turned to five and I have room in the back seat. That cloud looks like a duck that will soon perish as it crashes into an overwhelmingly tall casino. I just lost a quarter into the slot machine at that gas station back there.
Love All of Us (Lea, Marina, Danila, Sharon, and Lily).
