Primm = Yuck

Last night I had the amazing pleasure of seeing Blondie in concert. That woman is pushing 65 and still rocks it out. If I should only be so lucky ...

The crappy part about going to the concert was that it was in Primm, the horrific state-line Casino located about a half mile from one of the state's correctional facilities. I thought that downtown was the best place to people watch in town, but I may just have a new favorite place. Other than the absolutely amazing people watching, it also has a kick ass outlet mall.

But enough about shopping. Let's talk about the people! I'm not really sure how to describe them. Let's just say that the lady giving us our tickets was missing most of her front teeth. NOT KIDDING. And most of the people in the concert were using some sort of walker or electric scooter or cane.

Most shocking was that when we walked by the hotel registration, there was a HUGE line of people waiting to check in. People actually stay here? I didn't understand where all these people were coming from. If you are already in Primm, why not just drive the extra half hour and go to Vegas?

And then I remembered that Nascar was coming to town this weekend. Yes, a weekend full of white trash, beer drinking, trailing living fun. That explains everything now. These hillbillies were so excited about coming to Vegas that they got an early start and somehow ended up Primm. Probably because a) Primm is pet friendly so you can stay their with your dog, um I mean girlfriend and b) There is a HUGE lot for trailers in Primm.

All I know is: Nascar in town = Kelly out of town. Immediately.