May is a special time of year for many reasons I'm sure, but I'm pointing out one special thing amongst many: Graduation! This year, we are helping Derek Carder celebrate his graduation from UNLV where he studied his fingers to the bone in Psychology. Leads, supervisors, and managers of CLT came to help Derek celebrate this glorious time.

Everyone dressed up in custom graduation caps and made their way to Derek's desk where he was surprised with music and hearty applause and job well done. He even got cake!

Good job, sir....good job. Congratulations, Derek!

When the going tough, the tough get snacking. At least, that's what Aria does. She reaches over to her drawer and looks for her favorite snack. There are many choices, but what would you choose?



This started as a prank where some fiendish fiends (great description, yeah?) went around the lunch room and collected every snack that was randomly on tables and elsewhere. They filled Aria's desk to the brim and now she has a veritable store house 2 feet away. Please be aware that by now, most, if not all, the food in this drawer has expired and may not be that good for you. Was it good for you to begin with? Mmmmmm.....I'm hungry either way ;)

We love p-1221 in CLT, and we love it when the project
involves p-1240 and decorations. It has been said, though, that you
have to break some eggs to make an omelet. Such is the case with these
"projects." Exhibit A:

Well, it's really the only exhibit, but I've always wanted to say that
:) This is the east side balcony in CLT. This is also the aftermath
of a
couple years of hard working artists, striving to put to canvas the
creative and insightful imagery floating within their very souls. You
may even see some art within the careful and precise over spray...I
don't think the people who end up having to repair the balcony would
think so. Oh tarp in the background, when will you be put to use?
Only
time will tell.

I leave this entry with a beautiful view of eastern Las
Vegas...suddenly, I'm not bothered by the errant paint beneath my Globes.