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 Before the Las Vegas spectacular musical there was opera-dance.  Las Vegas musicals including those many by Cirque du Soleil thrill us by the music, the acrobatics, the physical prowess of the performers, and the sheer spectacle of color and movement to music.  Whether it is the music of the Beatles,  of Elvis Presley, or some other pastiche of composers famous and unknown, I have enjoyed all the Las Vegas spectacles that I have seen.  But one has to go there to see them.  True that over Christmas I was able to take the grandkids to a movie house in Huntington Beach to see the movie of Cirque du Soleil and we all loved it. (more…)

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There may be a KOA in Las Vegas. I have never used it. Instead take the kids to one of those hotels on the strip. My grandkids like the Excalibur with its turrets and towers and fake knights in armor. They thrill at going down to the basement where there is a kids’ wonderland of games, 3-D movies, prizes, and action. The boys can shoot at moving targets; the girls angle fishing roads at plastic fish floating by on a revolving stage. Then one of the girls takes up the gun and with sure aim hits to win a prize. The boys hang their heads in shame and demand more coins to try to beat this budding Annie Oakley. (more…)

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In 108 degree F heat, we drove from Huntington Beach to Las Vegas.  Now the cool of a powerful air conditioner surrounds us.  But along the way we marvelled at the traffic jam of cars leaving Las Vegas and headed back to southern California.  It was nearly two hundred miles of solid two-lane traffic.  Yet the local newspaper says visitor statistics are down, and gambling revenues are off 2.5 % from last year.  Seems to me visitor statistics will have to fall at least twenty-five percent before I spend a weekend here that involves a drive back to Los Angeles. 

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20070401 158For mining engineers it is an absurdly trivial problem: dig a deep hole into the ground and bring out the valuable ore.  I know that the reverse is also a trivial challenge to mining engineers, namely dig a deep hole and put something valuable into the hole.  Underground miners place backfill into mines every day with great success. 

Now maybe is the time for underground mining engineers to stand up and tell the public the obvious, trival truth:  they can dig a deep hole in the ground as a storage place for high level radioactive waste from the nations nuclear power plants. 

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Pictured below are three of my nine grandchildren.  The two boys and I were in Las Vegas this weekend.  We spent a fortune at the toy store in Caesars Palace on puppets, games, and dragons.  Then to watch the fountains at the Bellagio where they played the song I am proud to be an American to the dancing waters.  The oldest boy opined: that is a great song and a great fountain, I am lucky to be an American.  And I concurred. 

While in Las Vegas I read the local newspaper which reported that Barack Obama has been endorsed by Harry Reid who, as we know, is pro-mining.  And I wondered about the events that occur every four years, namely MinExpo and the presidential election.  Recall that in September in Las Vegas is the biggest mining get-together for which InfoMine is even now busy preparing a booth, and a special edition of the magazine Mining.com.  (Still time to get an advert into the special edition if you contact our salepeople.)

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Casinos are fascinating places.  In Las Vegas, the Strip and the old downtown are a visual delight of glitz & glamor.  Every fountain, every tower, every plaza (indoors and out) is a place to stare and dream.  But that amazement is not at the casino next to the shopping mall in downtown Fort McMurray. 

I am told that local charities take turns running things at this Fort McMurray casino in exchange for funds—improbable as that sounds.  Outside the casino are scores of last nations people: skinny, wrinkled-faced, bowed shoulders hunched over a last-seeming cigarette.  Inside the slot machine scene is as sad as any Las Vegas casino, with fat ladies chained to machines that eat coins and colored paper for an occasional spit-out of promised riches.  This, as everywhere, is a field of blank, bamboozled faces and mechanical arms.  I fled across the snow and sand drenched parking lot to the lighter side of life that Blockbuster represents. 

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