Fun and Loathing in Las Vegas (with apologies to Hunter S. Thompson)

We were somewhere around a fake white naked statue (or maybe it was a faux Roman mural or an ersatzEgyptian barge)on the edge of Caesarswhen the lack of sleepbegan to take hold. I remember saying something like “I feel a bit light-headed; maybe you should take another look at your phone…itmust be just past that guy in the diaper or the lightly clad girldancing in a cage overthere…” And suddenly we were outside and there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked lik...