The other problem is getting the “jingle bells” and “frosty the snowman” tunes out of my head. They’ll dissipate in the next few days, but every year they get seared into my brain for weeks.
One thing that we did get this year was lots of pictures or at least mental images of Vegas in the snow.
My dear friend and favorite historian/art curator Brian Paco Alvarez sent over a shot of the most recognized iconic piece of Las Vegas History. I’m putting this one on the wall.