What’s not happening in Vegas, doesn’t stay in Vegas
Published 10:23 pm Thursday, March 19, 2009
What would Sinatra say? Las Vegas’ “Les Folies Bergere,” a 49-year tradition of bare-breasted, long-legged dancing girls will close soon, a victim of economic hard times. “Where else could you find a 6-foot-tall woman with feathers sprouting off her back and fishnet stockings and a string bikini?” laments one Vegas fan.
We wonder if he’s ordered coffee at an espresso stand lately.
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Marshmallow? Seems Like Yesterday notes the growing concern in March of 1984 about the mountain of tires at the old city landfill along the Snohomish River. Later that same year, a fire started in the pile, burning more than 1 million tires for three months.
To this day, you can tell a true Everett native, at least those born before 1984, by the soot in his nostrils.
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Capistrano who? Never mind that California mission, the swallows have returned to Lake Stevens, a sure sign of spring.
A few other harbingers of the change in season we’ve noticed: The Seattle Mariners spring training record is under .500; AIG executives are wearing their lighter-weight bullet-proof vests; and espresso stand baristas have put away their fur-lined bikinis for the winter.
