They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. I say they’re wrong, whoever they are. I visited the lights in the desert a few months ago and came home with problems that won’t quit. You guessed it, There’s Always Money involved in these things. Not only do I have reoccurring nightmares of Wayne Newton telling me “Have a Killer Day” as I board the plane to leave town, I returned home with a bag of red, blue and green chips I can’t decipher. All I could do was shake my head and think, Game Over Man, game over.