It was so hot in Vegas the bottom of my flip flops melted. It became abundantly clear why only the disheveled, homeless dudes selling water are out during the day. If you want to really be in the spirit you must rub shoulders with the drunks and hookers at night. Good times.
Because I lack the ability to turn off my brain when only vacationing for 3 days, I was up at the butt crack of dawn (6:30) each morning. I learned that, yes, it is possible to write pages on my iPad using a wireless keyboard precariously balanced on my knees while sitting in the hall outside Palio's, the fabulous coffee shop at the Bellagio that makes better lattes then Starbucks.
I am getting into Ghost Dusters 5 and trying to become well entrenched in that story before edits arrive on Ghost Dusters 4. But it's also summer, I'm on an Alaska cruise in a few weeks, all 4 kids are in the house and I need a tan. These are all distractions. However, have iPad and will travel.
How's your summer going?
