We’re a little embarrassed to call attention to it. I guess we just got busy and took our eye off the ball… But our page-rank on Google has slipped a few notches recently. For some reason we’re now only showing up as the fifth result when searching for the phrase “howard hughes bottled own urine.”
It’s okay. We’re keeping our heads up. Please help us climb back to the #1 slot by clicking the link below and then – this is critical – clicking on the Duncan/Channon link in the results to come back to our site. We’d really appreciate it.
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Every year, my husband and I join friends on a trip to the Viva Las Vegas Rockabilly Weekender. We go for the music. We go for the shopping. We go for the chance to not have passersby ask, “Hey, are they filming some kind of ’50’s movie around here?” when they see us gathered with our cuffed jeans and archaic hairdos. But one of our favorite reasons to go to Vegas are the strange museums.
This year, we made a stop at the Neon Boneyard, the field where old Las Vegas signs go to die. It was pretty amazing from a “I pretend I live in the past” perspective, but also from the perspective of a typography lover, because some of these signs are the very place where these typefaces were created (House Industries, I’m looking at you).