Steelers kicker Jeff Reed gets photographed drunk or drunk and shirtless or drunk and exposing his genitals every other week, so I guess this isn't the biggest news you'll see all day. But still, it's good to see him relaxing in Vegas and proving once and for all that a man can pull off wearing a tiara and pink bibs and sashes — but only if he clenches his jaw and sticks his lips out. If young Jersey guidos have taught us anything, it's that the modified Blue Steel look is the surest way to tell a camera, "I'm a fuckin' badass, yo." No, wait. Not "fuckin' badass." "Witless douchebag" is what I meant to write. I always get those two mixed up.