Live (nearly) from the Vegas Strip

Hey gang, it's your old buddy Steve Spears from the Stuck in the 80s blog and podcast (click here to subscribe for free on iTunes), subbing in for Sean, who just called in from vacation in Las Vegas. He wanted to make sure that: (a) his readers weren't deprived of his trademark humor, and (b) I hadn't drained his entire alcohol cabinet while housesitting at the Daly residence. (Well, I'm batting.500, which isn't bad.)

Here's Sean's report:

On his gambling luck: "I was down $100 five minutes after I got off the plane."

On his primo seats for the new Cirque du Soleil show about the Beatles: "The seats cost like $300 but I was sitting in third row. The Cirque clowns were staring at me and freaking me out. And then, I had to hit the restroom. Given the price of the tickets, that was like a $30 urination."

On sitting poolside at the Paris Hotel & Casino: "Everyone here has fake breasts, except me, which is sad because mine are still biggest."

Don't worry, gang. Sean and his sunburned breasts will be back soon.