Maryland and Tropicana - got to watch a guy in a car try to pick up a hooker. Only she wasn't a hooker (just a trashy looking college student). She wasn't too happy about the mistake.
Later, on Tropicana I looked at the car next to me at a traffic light and noticed he was someone seriously into the punk scene. Spiked hair with 5 inch spikes. The hairdo for punks that think the mohawk is overdone. Trouble is, he was about 50, and had some serious male pattern baldness setting in. So it was kind of a spiked ridge around the top of his head. Very comical.
Then, at the Albertson's, a stoned woman ran into my shopping cart. Bounced off, looked startled, and wandered away. I'm glad I don't live in Summerlin, life would be so much more boring.
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