We Are in Las Vegas for a Week

As usual I am pretty much the ringmaster of a circus. It is my job to make sure all of the clowns stay out of the jaws of the lions and to be sure that the acrobats do not step in what the elephants left behind. At any rate the drama this week involves the lighting director, blonde escorts in las vegas and a credit card that apparently got liberated from one of the record label A&R guys. At least that is the story that is being told in about six different forms. Apparently when you have a record label credit card and you are wasted out of your ever loving mind, things can get a little crazy. Either there are more people involved or the lighting director has a great appetite for escorts. The bill ran into five figures, quite a bit above that in fact. The sense we are getting is that the guy from the record label woke up the next morning and when the label asked him if someone had stolen his credit card he said yes.

No one else is really saying much, but I get the gist of it like this. About half a dozen guys went out with the guy from the label, and his credit card. They apparently went to a strip club and decided that was not quite enough for them. If you have someone else paying the bill then why should you stop at one escort while you are at it. Then the guy sobered up and figured out that the label might want him to account for that sort of money, in a better way than he was really wasted and feeling overly generous to all of his friends. None of it is a big problem to me, I was not there.