Many of us, the Vegas high-roller types, enjoy great perks because of our stature. Free suites, limos and unlimited food are among those perks. Let's just say that we travel in different circles than most of you ordinary folks. I don't like to brag or anything, but Mrs. Sneed and I received a coupe of cans of Coke Zero for free. No charge. In honor of our visit, Coke set up a booth in front of the Coca Cola store and I convinced them to give out free drinks to all of my friends who happened by. We also went to see the Las Vegas production of The Jersey Boys at the Palazzo Hotel. As a guy who grew up in the 50s and 60s, it was a walk down memory lane. The show was fantastic and get this, an usher who no doubt recognized us, offered to move us down to better seats than we had. Sure we were still in the balcony, but in the first row of the balcony. The Frankie Valli role was sung by Rick Faugno, who has the most amazing range of any singer I've heard since Valli himself. Here's a video clip that I pulled off YouTube for those wanting a moment of the great Frankie Valli. Finally, the cul-de-sac caper, the mysterious case of the Dead Woman Down the Block, came to an ignoble end this morning. After having been absent for more than a week, Maria showed up today and confirmed my worst fears. The woman died of natural causes. That's it, no crime of the century, no whodunit, no nothing. Just went to bed and woke up dead. Apparently, after she hadn't been seen in a day or two, someone, probably Opal, called the authorities, who broke in and discoverd the old gal, deceased. Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky