
After Obama
repeatedly told people not to have conferences in Las Vegas, I knew there was no way I was going to miss
OCON 2010. Unlike those
Sixties nihilists, I had no difficulty having a great time in Vegas: I
celebrated the Fourth of July at the
Red Rock Station, learned from
John Lewis about the spectacular
rise of Athens in the 5th century B.C., got an overview of
Aristotle's theory of knowledge from
Greg Salmieri, attended an enthralling
poetry class with my new favorite
teacher Lisa VanDamme,
jumped off the
tallest building west of the Mississippi,
hovered weightless above the city looking down on airplanes flying below me, watched the towers of the
City Center pass me by and glisten through the mysterious bluish-hued shroud of the tram windows--and dined at the
Top of the World. These were the best two weeks of my life so far--no contest!
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