More lightning off in the distance now, but it better not do anything more dramatic than that since Dennis washed my truck *again* by hand.  Such service at Chez Pammy!  Look up into the sky yourself and you probably won't see the electrical activity here, but you should see the Bethlehem Star.  It looks like a "double star" but is actually the pairing of Jupiter and Venus in the night sky.  Theoretically it accounts for the biblical star of Bethlehem.  If you missed it tonight it should be visible for the next couple nights.  Pammy and I knew to be on the lookout for it, but it was a trick to spot at first--the Las Vegas night sky is a crowded one.  In addition to the constant arrival and departure of airplanes from the heart of the city, the number of helicopters in the sky at any one moment is staggering.

After picking up an apple pie for Dennis (the least I could do), Pammy and I went to a huge make-up store.  I had to give the girls there their due--they knew a heck of a lot about eye liner.  I'm always impressed by a bona fide expert, whatever the field.  As far as my own expertise goes, I couldn't help but note that 25% of the staff we talked to had breast implants.

For dinner tonight we headed out to the Steak'n'Shake at South Point Casino, which being off the strip apparently caters to the locals.  Rather than just slots and tables, South Point also has large areas for harness racing betting, bingo, baseball betting...so many ways to lose your money.  Drinks are free so long as you're betting (or I suppose if you just look like you're betting), and there was a small army of cocktail waitresses in prettily textured corsets and black stockings to serve the gamblers.  Fifty percent of those ladies I saw had breast implants.  Hey, it's my job to notice these things!