The Tonopah Tales

Does this this car-o-mine look a tad out of place here?  Every time I come through town in one of my cars I get the inevitable question, how much did that cost? Followed by, what are your payments?  These are typically from one of the kids at the MacDonalds or the fuel emporium.  I think, my god(sh), what on earth do these kids do to have a prosperous life?  Tonopah is dead folks...D E A D. Their industry: fuel, tickets, food.  How one lives here I don't know.

Unfortunately/fortunately I only get to stop by on my annual drive to the world of automobiles, SEMA. But I think this trip I am more excited than ever to do a little sociological experiment and proverbial slow down.  Just camp out here and see what happens here day-after-day, at night or better yet, maybe film a documentary on the trials and tribs of real life tonopah-ians(sp).  Talk to the characters, hear their stories, especially the life long residents.  If people watched those giggling twits Paris & Nicole on the Simple Life, I think people would watch my show too. 

Ahh...one of many in my file cabinet of mediocre, no-money generation ideas.

Ok...tank's full.  Viva 150mph!

WBV