Turns out the ‘ole scudder’s in Las Vegas and hustling for tips on the Strip. When I ran into him, I thought to myself, “You know, he died for our sins. What the fuck. I can throw in a couple of bucks for the effort.” So, in case you’re wondering, want to have your soul saved, or just say “Howdy” to your Lord and Savior, you can usually find him during the day in front of the Hard Rock Hotel and Casino, and at night, on Fremont Street near the Four Queens. And remember, if you kick in some spare change, you too can receive his blessings like I did.