Great trip. It’s comforting that even rock stars get old. And even though Jane pranced around the stage like a 20-year old, she said that the pace of the tour was killing her, so I guess a job is a job.

The Gogos were great, but I didn’t expect the B-52’s to be so much fun. Even though our backstage passes were for the Gogos, some of my S.F. cousins and I used the passes to Bogart into the B-52’s after concert party, which was before the Gogos' set. Had some B-52 eats and drinks, and generally tried to look like we belonged.

Maybe it’s me, but even backstage parties seem less wild then they used to be.

Another highlight of the concert was looking at the people who colored their hair every imaginable shade and dug their 80’s clothes out of the closet. I’ve never seen so many boas at one time in my life, not to mention every reincarnation of punk.

Had so much fun I may have to repeat it at the last concert stop, San Diego.

Yes, Virginia, there is gambling in Nevada. And while most people see a sign over the table that say “Pai Gow Poker”, QuietLion sees a sign that say, “friendly withdrawals made here.” Even with some mental mistakes, I won a (very) few bucks at Pai Gow thanks to some Lion tutoring, so maybe I’ll give up the day job, yet. Q.L., on the other hand, appeared to do some real damage to the Hilton’s bottom line.