"He tried to put on his flip-flop sandals but, inexplicably, they were too hot to touch. So he ran barefoot to the shade."
The Las Vegas Death Ray targets a lawyer.
(Via Gizmodo.)
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...when truth is stranger than any fiction possible.
You never have that problem with traditional architectural design.
It turns out that an astonishing number of IPCC scientists also have condos in the same building.
Archimedes' Revenge.
One of the new buildings at WSU has a curve like that, and it focuses the sun onto the adjacent sidewalk every afternoon. It's not as bad as this one sounds, I like to stand in it for fun--but not for very long either.
You ignore physics at your peril.
Or could Obama be trying to hurt Las Vegans again by sending airborne test lasers out of Nellis AFB just north of Vegas doing urban warfare tests
So God does to lawyers what nasty little boys have been doing to insects and small animals with magnifying glasses? How appropriate.
Wait a second! I'm an atheist!
But it's almost enough to make me a believer.
Sun Gods hate barristers. And, I bet the shysters burning "hair" was a toupee. That burning toupee smells like a lawsuit to me.
"Viewed from above, the Vdara tower resembles a crescent."
A secret mosque?
Where is Glenn Beck when we need him?
Death rays? From panels of glass?
And they said Sarah was crazy for warning us about death panels.
Viewed from above, the Vdara tower resembles a crescent. The crescent's southern-facing side is concave.
Why is this building shaped like a crescent?
And what's that other word -- concave?
Hmm. Who lives in a cave?
OMG, they've built a victory mosque in Vegas!
Damn, Pogo, we think alike.
Heh.
Scary, no?
"sometimes I write about law . . . "
It is. And it's not the first time it's happened in these comment threads.
Who would have ever thought that a building would be such a good judge of character and select it's target accordingly.
Could we get one of those built in LA that targets Beverly Hills Lawyers?
"...and sometimes I write about lawyers catching on fire."
Plastic shopping bags are often made of polyethylene, which melts at between 120 and 130 degrees. Many disposable plastic cups are made of polypropylene, which melts at about 160 degrees.
Those melting points are degrees Centigrade (PE, 248 to 266°F; PP, 320°F). Scientific innumeracy at work.
Fussily yours,
He's a personal injury lawyer.
Haha!
I find this somewhat humorous. City Center has some of the most amazing architecture around. I was there maybe a month ago, and just wandered around inside, and was amazed, and I am not usually into this sort of thing. And, if you are in Las Vegas, it is worth visiting, IMHO, much more so than most of the attractions there.
Apparently, they spent a significantly higher percentage of the cost in architects, etc. than is usual for casinos, even there, and it appears they may have possibly overlooked something. Time will tell.
And, yes, I would not be surprised if this was being sexed up a bit, due to the profession of the guy involved. After all, that is where he apparently makes his money, suing companies like MGM.
A Bar-b-cue has a whole new meaning. Brisket of Bar Members with a secret sauce.
That headline gives every divorced guy in the country a smile .
Sixty Grit said...
I was hoping that a judge had gotten super powers, maybe from living near nuclear test sites and was now able to make lawyers burst into flames by staring at them. Imagine my disappointment whe...
Judges are that much worse. What you want is some poor schmuck who was done out of every cent he ever made, his house, his business, his car, he lost all his friends, his parents won't talk to him, his kids were taken away, and his wife left him because he did something that "had the appearance of impropriety".
Talk about the Angel of Death!!!
I'll take the LV death ray over those rides atop the LV Stratosphere. I can't believe I let my date talk me into going on all three.
Ahhh, the things we do for pussy.
American Indians burned buffalo shit for heat. Attorney, buffalo shit, they both burn...but one really stinks.
Irene,
Good research on barrister Pintas. Have you seen the video..THAT IS DEFINITELY A TOUPEE.
Archimedes' Revenge.
Screw Archimedes.
If Pintas sued, he'd raise the homeowner's fee for him and his fellow condo owners. Not a way to make friends among the neighbors.
But an unseen hazard, well known to building managers and owners to the point they gave it a name -- some burnt guest will net a tidy sum. ("You mean you knew all about its effects yet did NOTHING?") They'd best rope off the path of the death ray.
vw: scuro (It. for shade, n'est-ce pas?)
speaking of uncomfortably hot.
It was 113 degrees in downtown Los Angeles.
Record breaking heat. Not just for the day. Ever. That's the hottest that's ever been measured downtown, and they've been measuring since 1887.
Fortunately, where I am, a little bit east of LA in Pasadena, it was only a balmy 108. It was about 15% humidity earlier in the day.
GMay, what's your problem? You survived the rides, didn't you??
GMay,
Speaking of pussy, did you catch this headline from the British paper Daily Sun:
"I died my puss pink" To match my hair, she said.
Story with pictures of her pink puss here:
http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/3153834/I-dyed-my-puss-pink.html
I doubt that most US papers could get away with that headline.
John Henry
GMay, what's your problem? You got the pussy, didn't you??
I seem to recall that the Guggenheim museum in LA did something similar. It was all curves and shiny stainless steel. Suns rays were being focused on neighboring apartments.
I think they wound up depolishing the sections of the museum causing the problems.
John Henry
Kirk Parker asked: "GMay, what's your problem? You survived the rides didn't you??"
I think it was only because some higher power took pity on me for screaming like a little bitch the whole time.
IIB asked: "GMay, what's your problem? You got the pussy, didn't you??"
Yes and that's probably what kept me from serious psychological scarring.
"Risk-Reward, Risk-Reward" is a great mantra to chant in situations like that.
Ssss. Look out, Professor. You want to be very careful quoting from the Las Vegas Review-Journal. That's the paper that hired copyright-troll Righthaven to predate on unsuspecting bloggers with tendentious lawsuits.
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