I went down to Reggies on Saturday night to see The Locals and The Weasel. You may know him as "Ben Weasel" or "Screetching Weasel", but I call him "The Weasel". That bastard owes me 6 bucks.
So, I showed up on Sat to try and collect my money. I'll tell you that story in a minute...
Anyway, I couldnt get in to see Ben Weasel, cause the Weasel was sold out. But I did hang out at the bar, Reggies Music Joint, met some really cool people, and the sound was really awesome. Great bar, dug it!

Ok, so Ben Weasel owe's me $6.00
We were on the strip in Vegas in 1986 and he really wanted some chili cheese fries but "forgot" (insert air quotes here) his wallet. So I lent him the cash. Did he ever pay me back? No. And it was THOSE chili cheese fries gave him a rare intestinal disease called "Acute Screetching Weasel". Hmmm hmm, guess where he got his band name. Freaking weasel.
Any way- I caught the whole thing on my 30lb beta video camera. But the tape was mysteriously destroyed. Here is a re-inactment