The village idiot of Las Vegas goes to a North Las Vegas city council meeting with his senior associate Fred.

"Get ready to see the most beautiful girl in all of Las Vegas," a senior associate of mine (Fred) was in town and we were attending Wednesday's North Las Vegas city council meeting. "Don't stare," I tell him, "We don't want to weird her out." As were passing I wave, she waves back - Fred says, "You weren't kidding - she is gorgeous." I tell Fred how much I would like to ask her out, he quips sarcastically, "Good luck with that."

As we're setting in the lobby waiting to enter the meeting a group of people gather around next to us. They are wearing buttons that read -TNR. Fred asks what it stands for. I had no idea so I ask a lady next to us who is wearing a button, she says, "TNR stands for trap, neuter and release." The acronym was making reference to all the feral cats who call North Las Vegas home.

Five minutes or so pass and we enter the auditorium where the council meeting is being held. I immediately look for Councilman Barron (he's the gentlemen I soft pitched a few ideas to recently). He is extremely busy but I manage to introduce Fred to him...albeit it was a brief introduction.

We take our seats and right before the meeting is set to start a lady behind us says - "Tonight is when they are granting a number of licenses for marijuana cultivation. I am here to address my concerns. My business is located next to a proposed grow facility. I have a number of safety concerns." I ask her concerns - she says, "What if someone is freaking out and wants a lid (slang for an ounce of marijuana) and comes into my business by mistake?" I reassure her that she will be alright and if someone should stumble into her place by accident she should just point them in the right direction - I close our conversation with - "Complain all you want. It will fall on deaf ears. There's no stopping the marijuana gold rush."

After twenty minutes or so of attendance Fred and I decide we've had all the fun we can handle. As we are walking to the car, I turn to him and say - "Judging by the agenda of tonights meeting it looks like a few people are fixin' to get in the marijuana business." Fred looks at me, shakes his head and says - "Yes sir, it sure appears that way."