On this week's episode of Las Vegas, the Montecito plays host to three men and a random baby. The women of the cast, save Sam, fall into an annoying B plot that, sadly, doesn't leave Delinda dying on the desert floor. And the aforementioned Sam throws one hell of a divorce party for second-best-guest-star-of-the-episode, George Hamilton.

Best-guest-star-of-the-episode Clint Black reminds your hosts to take stock of the good run of good episodes that they've enjoyed, because you never know when the worm is going to turn (hint: soon). And the boys dive headlong into a treasure hunt for jokes and learn that the real treasure was the friends they made along the way. Spin that up, Deborah.

That's good, right? Honestly, I'm not sure, I'm not from Boston, but I think it's good, and that's how I feel about this episode, so let's roll with it.

Your hosts are back and better than ever,* having full power and water to support their silly podcast habit. The show is back with another special musical guest, this time a gentleman by the name of Mikey Bubbles™. And Delinda's first boyfriend is back in town with a series of propositions for her and her friends.

You hear that gong? You know what that means? It's time for loooooooooooobsters! If only we knew where they went...

How did your hosts not get into this? Normally I just use this space to summarize the episode and make their dumb jokes for them, but I feel like they really shit the bed on this one -- doesn't thick blood cause heart attacks and kill people? Whatever, they can replace me if they want, but this was a blown call on their part. Feel free to yell at them @montecitopod.

In this episode, your hosts have dug themselves out from under a mountain of snow but make no mention of it due to the peculiarities of podcast production. They talk about the only thing worse than the winter storm, though, which was the Superb Owl which was... months ago at this point? Who can be sure, honestly. And as for the episode of Las Vegas? Well it was a goddamn hoot, I'll tell you that much. Any time you get Woody from Psych, you know you're in for a treat.

So sit down, fire up the episode, and put some sunglasses on, won't you?

Hey folks, it's your good friend Judson. If you're reading this, you've shown up to your podcatcher of choice looking for an episode of Pod at the Montecito, only to discover this monstrosity. Unfortunately, our production schedule fell victim to the whims of the winter storm that's beset most of our country. Take heart, we'll almost certainly be back next week. And in the meantime, stay warm and stay safe. This year of Hell must surely be over soon, no?

In this week's episode, the Montecito Crimefighting Taskforce is activated when a card-counting team darkens the doorstep of the casino. An archaeology find threatens to put the cover back on the resort's newly-unveiled topless pool. And there's a C-story that is, Fredly, not worth mentioning.

It's an action packed episode, so let's get straight into it without any further ado. Well, no further ado aside from your hosts' meandering intro, of course.

We're wrapping up CCR month here on Pod at the Montecito as we dive into the Season 2 premier. Our hosts have put the red carpet away and are back to making idiots of themselves the normal way.

Speaking of the new normal, Danny's back from his deployment and he's got a surprise for Mary. Which is fine, because Ed has a surprise for him. And some bad guy has a surprise for one of his idiot cousins. Surprises abound!

And remember folks: the jokes are funnier if they have to be explained. At least that's what they told me to tell y'all.

It's the middle of winter, so you know what that means: award season! Only instead of a bunch of pretentious celebrities gathering to congratulate themselves and take obnoxious selfies, it's a couple of obnoxious nobodies gathering to congratulate fictitious characters and take pretentious selfies. Look, not every set of show notes is going to be a winner.

Your hosts are looking back on Season 1 of the hit NBC television show "Las Vegas" as they run through 17 categories that include things like: Worst Musical Guest, Favorite One-off Character, and Which Would You Rather? So roll out some red carpet, pop the champagne, and don't forget to smile.

Things begin to spiral rapidly out of control as someone is passing very convincing counterfeits at the Montecito, a convicted gangster takes over Ed's job, and Danny gets recalled to active duty. Also, things begin to spiral rapidly out of control when your idiot hosts lose their mind and discuss the season finale for OVER TWO HOURS. Don't worry, The Producer listened to that madness so you wouldn't have to.

The Montecito A-Team ate their competency Wheaties this morning as they seek to foil a bombing attempt at the resort. Meanwhile, Luiz's terribleness may have spread to all of Vegas Metro, which is a real bad omen for the city. And finally, the pool is back open at the Montecito which can only mean one thing: Mary wants to let a bunch of locals sneak into the rich-kids-only pool party featuring musical guest Who Gives a Fuck.

Don't let the shorter-than-average runtime fool you, this episode was a good one. Of the TV show at least.

CSI: Montecito is kicked into overdrive this week when $5 million in diamonds get stolen from the resort's Stripper Pole Suite and the World's Worst Detective is put on the case. A whale of Sam's brings his horrible fiancée and his great assistant to town for one last Vegas trip before he gets married. Brunson brings in a corporate psychologist to interview the staff, with an eye toward restructuring. Big Ed eats approximately 10 cookies.