BUT It's A Dry Heat... o_O

      So I think if anyone ever says but it's a dry heat to me again I may have a complete mental breakdown. While normally it is that doesn't mean it is any where near pleasant. It just feels like you are being baked in an oven. I feel like people who say but it's a dry heat should be forced to spend an entire summer outside of Las Vegas, and see if they ever say it again. To make things worse on days like today where it is not so hot but is humid due to a flash rainstorm you walk out and it is more like being broiled. 95 degrees plus humidity is pretty much one of the worst things in the world. I sympathize with lobsters being thrown in the pots to boil. I am used to dealing with so much humidity you could practically drink the air but not with heat like the desert can produce. A guy came out to spray our house so we don't get bugs and by the time he went though our small house and the back yard he was winded and practically panting. It seems you can never be adequately hydrated in this place, I have finally just started to refer to it as Satan's arm pit it just seems appropriate at this point.

      While this has nothing to do with the desert and maybe more to do with my poor imagination its going in here. I miss my friends and I just keep thinking they are going to come out here one day to visit and god forbid it is the summer. They wont be able to leave the house without dropping over from heat stroke. Being from PA we are quite accustomed to fall and spring, most of my friends regard these as their favorite seasons. While they are getting pumpkin flavored everything and getting excited for fall I just want to see a temperature under 70 degrees... EVER that is sadly a goal of mine. Getting to wear a hoodie would be a bonus. Not only have I not seen pumpkin flavored anything none of these grocery stores smell of apple and cinnamon like the ones at home do this time of the year, with their scented bags of decorative pine cones. Instead people sit mindlessly in the grocery store and play video poker. WHO GOES TO A GROCERY STORE TO PLAY VIDEO POKER?!? I feel like maybe I just don't understand are places where it seems intelligence is squandered. You want to come and gamble for a weekend or see a show fine I don't care how you spend your money but if you feel the need to gamble while looking for eggs or filling up your gas tank I believe you have a problem my friend.

      Thirdly since my birthday just passed I thought I would add in some birthday related fun. I was told hours before my birthday by one of my good friends that 24 was by far the weirdest birthday to date and I can honestly say she wasn't wrong. It may have been the truest statement I have heard since I got here, other than its really hot outside (which is always an understatement). Now I guess it needs to be said that my parents seem to think I am weird bordering on being Wednesday Addams from the Addams family. Not that it is true it just seems that my like of dark colors and a more solitary life has led them to that thought. So for the most part my birthday was normal as you can see by the picture evidence... 

My best friend sent me surprise flowers <3

My one Aunt sent me a gift card for amazon so I got a bunch of books sadly since I read so fast this is maybe a week worth... 2 down already.

A birthday cake that I feared would burn down the kitchen. Also clothes from my parents.

We also went to the strip so I could get post cards for my friends and found this gem of a sign.... Need I say more about squandered intelligence?!

AND last but not least A DEAD BAT IN A CUP. Wednesday Addams status achieved.

      Like I said she wasn't wrong about it being the weirdest birthday. My dad who is super nice and thoughtful found this at the base he worked at and saved it from being "stepped on to make sure it was dead" and CARRIED it around all day in that cup.. I hope. Needless to day he was super excited and thought I would love it beyond anything anyone else could find. I was hoping for a live lizard since he always sees them and all I see is roaches but instead Dead bat in a cup. So the best I could do was to make a face rather like this O_O and tell him to put it in a shadow box and write a short song about it. Because weirdly while I refuse to sing I have quite a few jingles stuck in my head.

For my 24th birthday my good friends gave to meeee
A bunch of flowers
7 murder books

4 tank tops
3 pairs of pants
2 amazon gift cards
 ANDDDDD A DEAD BAT IN A CUPPPP

Sadly the bat reminded me of Batty Koda from Fern Gully my favorite movie as a kid and it was rather like being handed my childhood dead in a cup.... but I tried to make the best of it since he seemed so sure it was going to be a smash hit. After taking me to Michels to get a shadow box my dad spent a good part of the day asleep hugging one of our dogs. Which was entertaining enough to watch and giggle at.


Since this one was so long I figured I would put up some other pictures to ogle at, they are not great but I never seem to have my actual cameras on me so oh well.

I found this gem in the Touring Vegas book.. how to use a payphone and all of our monetary values, In my opinion if you don't already know our money maybe you shouldn't be near casinos where you could loose more than you came with...

Also this is the picture of the gas pump they show to people who come from other countries... If I had to find one of these I would be broken down on the highway. Unless they are driving a Delorean and happen upon the 30's-50's by accident ... maybe then they might get lucky..