The Sewers Of Paris, Las Vegas Dept. - There's a good article about urban tunnel exploration in this week's Las Vegas City Life (via slashdot). During its heyday the SWPG posse poked around in some of Albuquerque's tunnels, but in our part of town the major drainage channels were open-air concrete numbers so we spent more time in those, racing our cars around. We called it Ditching and I think I wrote about it for the Countlegger.

Along the same lines, late one night when we were killing time driving around the newly-remodeled airport, vson decided to poke the nose of his Honda CRX though the automatic doors and into the main terminal. (This was part of an ongoing demonstration of how easily the car could fit into small spaces, under pedestrian walkways and the like. Paging Dr. Freud!) If you're looking for an illustration of how life in this country has changed since then, consider that this simple act of goofy teenage fun would now be an opportunity for any nearby Federal agents to get all Ruby Ridge on your sorry ass.

Previously at Studio Nibble...