Terrible’s

Road trip through the Great American South West. Summer of 2002. Grand Canyon. Sedona. Troon North. Scottsdale. Las Vegas. All the usual stops. But. True destination was Pahrump, Nevada. To find Art Bell. His double-wide. Where he broadcasted his overnight radio show. UFO’s. Militias. Ghosts. Witches. Crop Circles. Chem-trails. An insomniac’s aphrodisiac.

Arrived in Pahrump after a ridiculously long drive from Las Vegas. Every saloon, casino, convenience store, gas station had the same name. Terrible’s. We went to each one asking customers and management alike if they knew where Art Bell lived. They all gave us a disinterested or ignorant fake-shake of the head. Some provided directions. Which were all different. So. We drove around a while and finally gave up.

Godspeed Art. Midnights in the Desert will never be the same. Apologies to Crystal Gayle.

Speaking of terrible. Crying Comey makes Trump look like an adult.

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