Oh man, that reminds me. I was out there in early June in 96. I was downtown and lost track of time. Around 5:00 I realized I was supposed to be meeting some people down at Caesar's Palace for dinner. Being late, I ran two blocks to catch up to the bus that was getting ready to depart. I weighed significantly more then and I remember looking up at a bank temperature sign reading about 113.

I think I got most of the way through the Lord's Prayer by the time I caught the bus. The other passengers on the bus greated me with the kind of stare usually reserved for Darwin award winners.

Bryan