Two weeks ago today, we arrived in Las Vegas. We took possession of our apartment on the following day. Four days later, our “stuff” arrived. We ate, slept and worked in a near-empty apartment– save for two chairs, two tables, a bed, two speakers and an amp– for five days. We ate a lot Thai and Mexican takeout. (Around these parts, there’s a Thai joint every 1/4-mile or so. And Vegas is the place to go for dental implants, discount tires and legal assistance, if we’re to go by what’s advertised on the billboards.)
We would like to thank three friends for helping us move our stuff out of the POD and into our cave. (We’d thank them by name, but we don’t want anyway bugging them for assistance on any future move. They will be rewarded with lavish dinners in our new kitchen.)
For six straight days, we were in bed by nine o’clock, our bodies ravaged by hauling, unpacking, assembling and writing. Finally, on Thursday night, we emerged from our cave and trekked into the Strip zone to take in Andrew Norelli at Joe Lowers‘ Las Vegas Comedy Show. (Made it to the strip in 15 minutes! We’re going to like this location.)
We’re slowly adjusting to Vegas time. (Dining/hanging out until the single-digit hours with Charlie Viracola two straight nights helps with the transition.) And we’re looking forward to socializing with the comics who work in Las Vegas in the future.
Saturday night, The Male Half filled in at the 10 PM show at Brad Garrett‘s Comedy Club at the Tropicana, sharing the bill with Matt Kazam and Alonzo Bodden. (TMHOTS starts a week at BG’sCC tomorrow night, sharing the bill with Pam Matteson and Ralph Harris… and on the weekend, with Brad Garrett himself.)
We have a March 1 deadline on the book. And as soon as we fulfill our obligations with the book, we’ll be posting to the website with regularity.