All right, I am back from Las Vegas. One John Hollinger remains there on one of the hottest days in Vegas history.

Is that what we're looking at right now?

I think it's going to be even hotter tomorrow, actually.

And yeah, it's kind of wild. The arena is now freezing, though, because only the true degenerates are left.

So there's, you know, they have the air conditioning like jacked up as though

there's still going to be 15,000 people or whatever.

And there's totally not.

So, yeah, so it's freezing in the arena, oddly enough.

So I assume you didn't pull a Dan Feldman and walk from the hotel to the arena today?

No, the fact that I'm alive for this podcast is proof of that.

I mean, it's such a scenic walk, though, past all those abandoned lots and, you know,

50-cent blackjack.

Yeah, I actually have gone running from like the strip to, you know, the campus and Thomas and Mac and stuff and back.

But at like, you have to do it at like, like, right at the crack of dawn.

Like if you go even one hour later, it'll be too hot and you'll fry on the sidewalk and they'll scrape you up.

But, yeah, I mean, I've seen the crack of dawn in Vegas before.

It wasn't after I had been to bed and woke up, though.

Although that was many, many moons to go for me now.

Yeah.

All right.

So we want to catch up here.

It's been, when we last recorded, I think it was about 10 days ago.

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