Though I've lived in Las Vegas for most of the last eight years, I've only seen two scorpions, both in the last six months. I think they like the backyard of my current residence. The first was in the garage, and I quickly dispatched him with a wedge of wood. Today, I found a small one in the shower, on my wash cloth. I shudder at the thought of a scorpion stinging my peenar. As much as I like showering with friends, this one wasn't going to see me naked for too long. After snapping a few photos of him, he met his end in a wad of tissue soaked in peroxide. I have no clue why I put peroxide on it...