Scott's fun on  Monday night was a brush with cheesy pseudo celebrity.   He and his partner were sent to a very posh hotel in response to a suicide hotline call.  It took a while to find the right location.  The room number given in the call was a little off.  When they found her, she turned out to be the porn star who was involved in Charlie Sheen's January rampage.

Scott said that she was an incoherent mess.  Didn't know what she'd taken or how much.  She was like a limp rag, and she got transported quickly to the hospital.  Nothing funny about this one, just another downside of the high life that abounds in the 18th district.