bu since you asked… you are looking at a guy who was so fascinated with bikini-clad blackjack dealers at the edgier casinos far off the strip in “Old Downtown” that he took it upon himself to ask three of them to ask their boss to be let off early and join him for a private session of blackjack at his hotel room.

Fearless. Sadly, also dateless, but fearless. I can also report that Andrew knows all the words to Miss American Pie and successfully got hammered three times in two days without resuming his recently abandoned tobacco-smoking habit.

Against my better judgement, I just let Andrew Martin get into a taxi with three soccer bloggers, two of whom were smoking cigars.