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Signs of the times good for a laugh in Vegas
LAS VEGAS More signs and billboards of intelligent life in Las Vegas:
Sign of the times (and simply said): Dental of Las Vegas' "We Cater to Cowards" sign on a medical office building.
Billboard of few words: "I.Q. Testing in Progress," the aptly captioned Regional Flood Control Project billboard, showing several submerged cars that "chanced" a flooded street.
Holoholo billboards?: Cute, da names of those mobile Vegas truck-pulled "billboards: "Street Blimps," reads one, and "On the Go Mobile Media," another. "GPS tracked," they're labeled the better, I assume, to make sure drivers are making their appointed mobile advertising rounds around city, and not going moemoe.
Billboards need love, too?: "Vasectomy.com. It's Easier Than You Think." Ouch.
More signs of the times: Oh, da cute! Hattitude i a hat shop, of course. No?! OK, Pet's Bed & Breakfast Resort on Charleston? Or: Skinny Duncans, a pub and bar? Cute, no?!
Find a need and fill it: Dave's Furniture Bloopers store in a strip mall. "Kosher Kmart" store sign. And, how 'bout the Baby Depot: you can buy one there? And, what's the return policy?
Pure class: The Venetian's marble and brass public bathrooms, and bellboys, ever attentive, in black-and-white striped gondola outfits. More class in the lobbies than most Isle hotels.
Refugees from Kalakaua Avenue?: The never-moving human sculptures at the Venetian, a la our "Silver Man" or "Newspaper Man" et al on Kalakaua? Our fad first, or theirs?
Gotta want it bad: The pawn shop with an after-hours drive-up window. And the Walgreen's Drugs drive-through pharmacy.
Another lesson for Honolulu?: Those gaudy ads on Las Vegas buses. Learn from experience?
Is it only me, or is Trader Joe's overrated? (OK, OK. I'm the only one in the universe who also hates mayonnaise and Zippy's chili, too.)
No limo for The King: The "Elvis," in makeup, but street clothes, walking to work at one of the casinos along The Strip.
Water, water everywhere?: Non-tourist-related water features Bellagio fountains and Mirage volcano, exempted, of course told to turn 'em off. Vegas' hot air quickly evaporates the stuff, even from recirculating fountains. Drought conditions, don't you know.
Truth in Advertising: A Terribles Hotel and Casino ... a Terribles gas station, and other Terribles businesses. I'm sure it's one of those (Terrible) family things. That's Terrible.
OK, come clean!: Is it the dust that makes most of the cars in Vegas filthy? Or is everyone too busy gambling to wash car?
Lucky you no "leave" Hawai'i: The slippahs 'n' T-shirt 'n' saimin world of The California, Fremont and Main Street Station. You can leave home without leaving home. 'As why hard!
Finally: ever think that the Vegas experience is like being on a ocean cruise: always something to do, day or night; free food everywhere; no one but yourself to blame if you're bored with nothing to do.
The Advertiser's Wade Kilohana Shirkey is kumu of Na Hoaloha No'eau o Ka Roselani hula halau at Kawaiaha'o Church.