tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-358881462024-11-01T03:36:52.388-07:00Sin City LibrarianIf you are ever driving down a street called Flamingo or Desert Inn towards a neon-lit facade and you hear the Gourds' bluegrass version of Gin and Juice blasting in your ears...That would be me. In Las Vegas.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger9713tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35888146.post-82228954529287202372011-07-17T10:09:00.001-07:002011-07-17T10:09:10.303-07:00A review of "Evidence of Things Unseen: A Novel"Evidence of Things Unseen: A Novelby Marianne WigginsAmazing. A book about light and science, love and friendship, big government and orphaned children, bombs and hope. Comes together beautifully.See more about Evidence of Things Unseen: A NovelUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35888146.post-26571280210340720722011-07-05T08:10:00.001-07:002011-07-05T11:33:49.284-07:00C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon!!!!!!!!Flaming Lips at Boulevard Pool, Cosmpolitan Las Vegas, a photo by zenhikers on Flickr.http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gifWayne Coyle. I love you. What can I possibly say to describe the bizarro, joy-inducing, confetti-filled, ear-drum busting, force to be reckoned with that is the Flaming Lips? I mean: "We have powerful strobe lights people". "We have a space bubble." Furry animals, dancing Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35888146.post-6004612559270478802011-07-04T10:38:00.001-07:002011-07-04T10:38:52.726-07:00A story about "Trouble the Water"Trouble the Waterby Tia LessinJust terrifying and heartbreaking. Impossible to comprehend.See more about Trouble the WaterUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0