What Happens In Vegas, Gets Past Me
I'm out here in Sin City for the start of the BlogWorld Expo tomorrow, as a speaker on two panels tomorrow and an exhibitor for BlogTalkRadio Thursday and Friday. I had most of the day open after doing a slightly abbreviated 40-minute version of Heading Right Radio today, so I thought I'd get out of the hotel room and see a show.
Unfortunately, I'm not much of a gambler. I'm not opposed to it for any moral reasons; I just don't get enthusiastic about playing games in which, even in the most favorable conditions, I'll lose whatever I bring to the table eventually. In Las Vegas, this can reeeeaaalllly handicap the fun quotient. I went to Rio, an unusually festive casino with a free dance show at the bottom of each hour complete with ceiling-mounted floats and dancing girls -- and that was fun the first time I saw it. Otherwise, I mostly ducked in and out of the shops, and played a few slots and rounds of Keno just to get a (hah!) free drink.
However, the best came last. Penn & Teller have a live show at Rio, which has become their permanent live-act home. The show mixed the eclectic and the well-known, always with some unexpected twist. This show differs greatly from their Showtime television series, Penn & Teller - Bullsh*t!
It's an expensive show, but certainly worth it -- especially considering that my other option was Carrot Top here at the Luxor. Come to think of it, I wish I'd told Penn & Teller that when I had them sign my program after the show. Imagining their reaction actually brings a smile to my face.
With all of the events scheduled for the next two days, I'll barely have time to catch my breath. That'll keep me from wandering the casino looking like a lost wayfarer. Towards the end, I was certain someone from security would ask me why I was casing the joint. The excitement of Keno will be a distant memory.
Posted by Ed Morrissey on November 8, 2007 1:06 AM | Comments () | TrackBacks (0)
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