I’m back. From the artificial luster, loose morality and rampant tourism that is Las Vegas. City of Lights and Sin. Full of gambling, buffets and cheap liquor.

From historical hotels and plush new accommodations to strolling preachers and wretched homeless, Vegas is a lot like that microcosm Taranis mentioned the other day. It’s a city as spectacular and miserable as it appears in pictures and television shows. And it’s this very lifestyle clutter that makes Vegas so appealing.

So despite the immigrants who hawk ‘escort’ literature on every corner, backed up boulevard traffic and failed actresses dancing badly in stage shows, I can’t wait to go back. Besides, where else can a guy see pirate, water, strip and magic shows on the same three-mile stretch? Place your bets, boys and girls.