Not smart ones. The smart ones watch the fools drive off the cliff with their jacket caught on the door handle.

Going to Vegas tomorrow morning -- will look for scooters.

Tipping cows? Can cows legally own firearms now? Kidding, I kid! ;)

Nice Rebel Without a Cause reference.

Kidding or not, legal schmegal, it's their natural right.

Just got back from Vegas; did not prowl the Strip proper, but did some poking around its peripheries.

The Vegas Hilton has a really fun Star Trek themed, uh, enterprise. (ba dum bump) A wonderful place to be fannish. You've got a couple of simulator rides themed on Next Gen and Voyager -- Klingons on one, Borg on the other -- and a pricey restaurant that will serve you Romulan -- um, okay, it's not an Ale but a bright blue Pilsner -- and some major serves-four multishot mixed drinks that arrive in what looks like a goldfish bowl, and many supper dishes none of which are Swedish meatballs. It's called Quark's Place.
Strolling costumed Klingons, Borg, and Ferenghi add to the fun, chatting the clientele up in character, while people in Federation uniforms run the simulator rides and admonish the riders to quit playing with the control buttons "unless and until the in-cabin controls have been disabled..." We see every kind of comedy except Borg humor -- which is doubtless something like multiplex-channel punning.

The only guy I saw in a scooter was a middle-aged double amputee.

Now, the crowd at the funpark end of Vegas does constitute a walking, milling cautionary exhibit of bad habits which will in due course put a lot of them on scooters -- the rolling wounded anyway, rather than the ones permanently put away by a fatal heart attack -- but when they toddle back to wherever they came from and return to seriousness, there's still the hope they'll take up jogging and eating their vegetables.

Damnm, UG, I'd bet that scooter guy was Ferenghi. He probably was faking it, too.

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