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We were driving back to LV from Logandale yesterday coming back from the Clark County Fair. First off let me say it was the worst fair I have ever seen in my life. Very pathetic considering the size of this county. It had about 25 places to eat. Rides that were equivilant to a carnival you would find set up in a grocery store parking lot and a cheesy animal exhibit consisting of goats, chickens, rabbits, guinea pigs and that was about it.
The Worst:
We get stuck in a traffic jam S/B on I-15 enroute back. So we are inching along at about 5 mph for about 15 minutes when we happen upon a terrible accident in the NB lanes. We can clearly see two bodies both covered with yellow tarps and being held down by rocks due to the wind. One of them appeared to have been thrown from a white ford explorer that had obvously rolled. The body must have been a childs due to its size and was no more than 5 feet from the s/b travel lanes approx. 45 feet from the car. The other body was an adult thrown approximately the same distance on the other side of the roadway. It was a very sad site to see. I have seen many fatalities in vehicle accidents in my career more than I choose to count. But this one struck a little closer to home because my family was with me and my wife broke out crying hysterically. It really seemd to affect her seeing the body of a child laying in the roadway. I think it really got to her knowing that we were driving that sameway on the roadway just a few hours earlier.
The Best:
Ok we are now almost home and are parked at the offramp getting off the freeway. We see a very skinny homeless person with a sign standing there that says "please help need food. Vietnam vet. Disabled." Or something along those lines. When all of a sudden we see a soldier in full BDU walking up behind him with two big bags and a drink in his hand. He taps the guy on the shoulder and hands him two big bags of Panda Express Chinese food and a big drink. You could see the homeless guys knees just buckle in excitement. He broke into tears and couldnt believe it. The soldier grabbed him and hugged him and you could hear him say thank you I think you've earned it I wish I could do more for you! (we were about 10 feet away with windows down) The guy thanked him up and down and the soldier walked away. It was quite the touching little scene and brought a smile to my face. The homeless guy immidiately walked over to the fence line in the small desert area by the offramp and sat down and started to eat.
Just thought I would share!
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Last edited by Shane H; April 10th, 2006 at 11:32 AM.
Watching the worst Cards game is still better than watching the best Suns game.
I'd rather spend a night in the drunk tank than an evening at AWA. At least at the Horseshoe you are allowed to have a conversation.
Me and my brother actually bought tickets to a game in late 2002.....and we were sitting there and about mid way through the 1st QTR the usher comes up and makes us show him our tickets. I went up and talked to him about it, and he let me know that the guy in front of us complained and said that we were, quote, "Clapping and cheering."
I laughed so hard I think I chummed the floor. I let the guy know that we were at a sporting event, and that if he wanted quiet he should go to the Burr Barton Library up the street. The usher then told me that, "Suns games usually cater to a higher income crowd."
That is when I told him that I make plenty of money, and I dropped my $75 for the seat just like the sqweeb in front of me, and I was going to go clap and cheer loudly. If he wanted to come toss us out, that would be fine. He didn't say anything more, me and my brother are both about 6'2" 200lbs. Oh yeah, we proceeded to make the guy in front of us totally miserable....he left about 3 minutes before halftime.
I'd rather spend a night in the drunk tank than an evening at AWA. At least at the Horseshoe you are allowed to have a conversation.
Me and my brother actually bought tickets to a game in late 2002.....and we were sitting there and about mid way through the 1st QTR the usher comes up and makes us show him our tickets. I went up and talked to him about it, and he let me know that the guy in front of us complained and said that we were, quote, "Clapping and cheering."
I laughed so hard I think I chummed the floor. I let the guy know that we were at a sporting event, and that if he wanted quiet he should go to the Burr Barton Library up the street. The usher then told me that, "Suns games usually cater to a higher income crowd."
That is when I told him that I make plenty of money, and I dropped my $75 for the seat just like the sqweeb in front of me, and I was going to go clap and cheer loudly. If he wanted to come toss us out, that would be fine. He didn't say anything more, me and my brother are both about 6'2" 200lbs. Oh yeah, we proceeded to make the guy in front of us totally miserable....he left about 3 minutes before halftime.
In NJ the govt. is trying to get a check off box on the state tax returns that allows people to donate part of their return to help homeless vets. They are a lot of them in this area and not nearly enough support.
Just thought I'd share.
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My type, the crazy rabid guy?? Or the type that hardly even seem to realize they are at a sporting event??
The oblivious fan is probably the only thing I hate about Spring Training. I like to go to some weekday games, and sit out in the outfield grass. I went one Thursday afternoon, and was surrounded by about 4 moms who all took their strollers. It was the 8th inning and the game wasn't close.......and some dude cranks the ball out to Left-Center Field......I got up with my glove, and the ball was seemingly heading straight for one of the little kid's head. I made the catch and gave the little toddler the ball. The mom then told me that I got her blanket all dirty.
That's when I asked her out on a date. I told her she was pretty hot, could I have her number and I'd call and we'd get a cheap motel and make gravy.
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