Well, I was wide awake,taking a shower, and watching Sportscenter at 3:30 in the morning. Luckily the rooms on each side of me were filled with high school age kids that were celebrating graduation. Teens could sleep through Armageddon, so I didn't disturb anyone when I left at 4 to finally get my photos of the Cadillac ranch.
Especially in the dark, the Cadillacs are barely recognizeable as Cadillacs. The grafitti is the only interesting feature left. It does make photography for a challenge, when they are for a family audience. The ranch was originally in a site a couple of miles further east. They were buried at an angle matching that of the great pyramids in Egypt. The cars look like they were hurriedly re-planted in their new location, with no regard for what they originally were intended to represent.
Like so much in our me-first society, they are now just a venue the new Me generation to deface. Maybe I am getting old. Just another episode of old-timer's syndrome.