First day in Vegas

Wow. It is windy here. 35mph gusts... Makes one think paradise at the pool isn't quite what I want to do today. Add to that Bonnie was horribly ill and I was wondering the streets of Vegas looking for drugs, it seemed best to hang out in the room.

While seeking migraine drugs, I did run across a damn big typewriter eraser. Made me think of my grandfather and his insistence I learn to type way back when. He would not have appreciated a large public artwork like this, but the thought was still good.