let's talk about showfest 03...

showfest is apparently the delta's very own indy-500/mardi gras extravaganza. so, i'm driving into gvegas tonight for the birthday bash(es), and - lo and behold - the traffic stops. and there are people lining the streets, walking up and down the middle of the highway, holding signs and wearing t-shirts that say "show me your tits." as romantic as that statement sounds and as accommodating as i try to be, i could not make myself subject the 12-year-olds wearing said shirts to my luscious mounds of glory. 40 minutes of this shit, people. and THEN - on the return trip - the same damn people are still lined up on the highway, doing the same damn stuff (except that by now they have been drinking for an additional 4 hours, so they're even more sweet and dignified than before), except that it takes me an hour to go three miles that time. now, seriously, if it's going to take me an hour to go three miles, i had damn well better be walking with a friend, talking about the new cosmo or something along those lines. ridiculous. there were showfestivalers from all over - illinois, texas, michigan, arkansas, alabama, oklahoma... okay, maybe not all over. alaska didn't have a delegation present. maybe just the places that are a little bit... well... country. yep, that there's our entertainment for the month. yessiree, jim.