I took my family to Vegas this past weekend. I told my 15-year-old stepson, John (on his first trip to Sin City) that the parallels between Las Vegas and Disneyland are far too close to be coincidental.


He spent the entire weekend pointing out those parallels to me.


Some of his observations were fairly mundane ("You stand in line for everything."). Others had me on the floor. At one point, we walked past a gaggle of L.A. party girls at the Bellagio. John (sotto voce), "Another parallel - everything is plastic."


Regards, Lee