Here in Las Vegas, every major street is a stroad, and they’re terrible for walking, biking, even driving if you’re looking for a particular location along the way. It’s like having an entire city blanketed with freeways half a mile apart. (I never realized, but I guess I’m as militant as Missy!)
Every now and then, Pastis writes something touching and sweet. Then, the next day, it’s back to the usual grating and loathsome. (To be honest, I’ll admit that if I wanted sweet and touching every day, I’d be reading “Mutts.” But my pancreas can only take so much…)
Here in Las Vegas, every major street is a stroad, and they’re terrible for walking, biking, even driving if you’re looking for a particular location along the way. It’s like having an entire city blanketed with freeways half a mile apart. (I never realized, but I guess I’m as militant as Missy!)