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First off, I’m in a lot of pain. I just popped a Vicodin so I guess I’m good to go. I have tendonitis of the shoulder. Why? I don’t know. It isn’t like I’d be caught dead exercising or playing a sport. Remember all those Vicodin scripts I got at the dentist that I didn’t need? Well, they are going to good use now!

Tonight I finally got a ticket to go see Louie Anderson. I’ve been a fan for a long time and have been meaning to go see his regular show here at the Excalibur. Tonight I finally did it.

By the way, Tropicana Street is all torn up. I don’t know what they are doing to it but it involves the middle of the road and machines that are bigger than houses. It looked like most people are avoiding it so the traffic wasn’t bad tonight, but I wouldn’t chance it if I were you. Only two lanes are open on each side and that just isn’t enough for such a busy road.

I was running later than I wanted to so I thought I’d do valet. I was driving down that winding road that goes into the valet and over these HUGE speed bumps. You haven’t seen a speed bump until you’ve seen a Vegas speed bump. My little bloggermobile was hating it. I had to slow down to about five mph to climb over them. There was some valet guy in a very expensive sports car behind me. Or should I say flying up behind me. He started laying on the horn. Hey, it wasn’t his car and probably only cost about sixty grand so WTF? Take that as a warning if you have an expensive car. Excalibur valet is obviously not the place you want to leave it.

I finally got up to the valet. Yeah, you guessed it, no valet for Pam. There is never valet for me. It is always full everywhere. It doesn’t matter where. If I am in the car there is no valet. I eventually found self parking and arrived at the show on time.

My shoulder was feeling great, life was good, maybe I don’t have to take the drugs anymore! Then I sat down. And then my shoulder started hurting. Dammit. Looks like another Vicodin night. Ugh, the pain. The throbbing, aching pain.

I noticed someone was sitting in my seat. This showroom has long tables and some booths. They have numbers on the table so you can see where you were supposed to sit. And some guy was sitting in my seat. I pointed this out, but decided I liked the guys and so what I have to sit twelve inches from my spot. So I sat in his. Apparently, he was not informed that the Princess would be arriving for her seat.

The guys were pretty fun, they were tourists, at least I gathered that from their conversation of trying to figure out if they got in last night at 4am or 5am or 6am. So, of course, I started talking with them. They said they had a story for me from last night.

It seems they were trying to get into a nightclub in one of the casinos. They were calling it the Las Vegas Club, in one of the strip casinos, but I don’t know which club that is. Anyway, the bouncer at the door was refusing entry to a guy in a wheelchair. They figured it was because he was wearing shorts which were against the dress code. The guys seemed to feel a little sorry for the shorts guy because the bouncer was really giving him a hard time and not being nice about it. Well, the situation escalated and the would-be patron took off his leg and threw it at the bouncer. And there the leg landed… on the other side of the ropes… and the bouncer wasn’t about to help him get it back. “You gotta love Vegas!” they said.

Soon after our story telling it was time for Louie Anderson, the man of the hour. Judging from the cheers, the place was full of fans.

Louie looks quite a bit older than what you’re used to seeing from his television days. He got old just like the rest of us. And he’s still just as funny.

He started out with some fat jokes. He always tells the best fat jokes. There is just something about the way he talks about being fat that is so, DUH! Everyone was laughing out loud and fairly hard at times.

When he was talking to the crowd he’d ask where the person is from. One lady said, “Dallas”.
“What’s your name?” Louie asked her.
“Debbie.” She shyly said. It was like a funny stick went through the crowd tapping people. The laughter started on one side of the room and rolled like a wave to the other side. Debbie, she said. It took Louie a few seconds and he just dropped his head and started laughing.

Louie didn’t stay on the fat jokes long. He started talking about airports and flying then about getting older. He spoke a lot about his parents and the way he grew up. It seems trips to the local dump was a shopping adventure his dad very much enjoyed. His mom, he says, was a little ‘mental’ and a packrat with an eye for ‘deals’. Everyone laughed all the way through the show. He’s still got it.

Some times when you see a comic the crowd is partly laughing and partly not. Even with the big names it seems a lot of people just don’t get it. But with Louie, everyone laughed and laughed loud.

His show is an early one, at 7pm. There isn’t a warm up, instead they show clips of his many TV appearances and then he comes on stage. His act is about an hour and fifteen minutes long. Somehow it seemed like perfect timing. He leaves you laughing and it is still early when you get out so you can start your night in Vegas.

Tickets are $54, but if you stay at the Excalibur you can get a deal. Only the lobby smells like a litter box. Seriously, it smelled of cat urine and poop in clay as soon as I entered the lobby from the parking garage. Can’t they do anything about that? The rest of the casino was fine, it was just the lobby. I have never seen the rooms, so I don’t know what they are like. But, Louie… Louie is great, well worth going to see. His show is ongoing.

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