Friendly Friday ~ other recommendations

We’ve come to the end of Rio Week in Las Vegas. Boy, does time fly!
So to wrap up the week, here are a few more recommendations I can make…
The Carnival World Buffet ~ go hungry and plan to stay awhile! Oh, and expect to wait in line to get in if you go at common eating times. I think there was one time we waited a good hour and a half to get to the register, pay and go in. But the wait is worth it. Check out this link for more information on this wonderful buffet:
http://www.riolasvegas.com/casinos/rio/restaurants-dining/carnival-world-buffet-detail.html
All American Bar and Grille ~ The website states that the restaurant has burgers but I don’t remember seeing them on the menu—lots of seafood and steaks, and other high priced food, but no burgers and fries. They do have a potato soup there that is awesome in my opinion.
http://www.riolasvegas.com/casinos/rio/restaurants-dining/all-american-bar-and-grille-detail.html
The Village Seafood Buffet ~ I went there the night I first moved into town which was 6.5 years ago & I thought it was fantastic. Don’t know what it’s like now, but if you like/love seafood, then this is a place to try out. http://www.riolasvegas.com/casinos/rio/restaurants-dining/village-seafood-buffet-detail.html
Penn & Teller ~ looking for comedy and magic? Then this is the show to see & you can meet them in the lobby afterwards! http://www.riolasvegas.com/EventsDetail.do?locationCode=RLV&detailName=penn-and-teller-b-detail&eventTitle=Penn%20&%20Teller

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Thursday Thoughts ~ immersed in fantasy

Ah, Las Vegas, a wonderful city. It can be a great place for a writer. So many different opportunities for observation and glimpses into the personas of others. I’ve seen the sun rise several times over Lake Mead, Lake Las Vegas and the strip at triathlon races and marathons. I’ve people watched at the strip and downtown while traversing around, frequenting the restaurants, gambling into the wee hours of the morning. I’ve stargazed with others deep into the night at Red Rock. I’ve gone to school here. Then, of course, there are my writing cronies and we can be in a whole category of interesting people ourselves. Las Vegas is a place where dreams can be made one day and broken the next. A place where if you have the money and/or the right connections your every wish can be met, your fantasies fulfilled, and even if you don’t have the big bank roll or connections, you can still pretty much live out your desires. So many chances to become immersed in fantasies. No, I’m not talking about going out of Clark County or calling up one of the many, um, “entertainment” businesses in the phone book. What I’m saying is, all you have to do is see a good show. Now, there’s the thing. What constitutes a good show?
That, my dear, is up to your personal taste.
I’ve had the chance to see quite a few. My favorite Cirque show is Zumanity (
http://www.zumanity.com/en/default.aspx) I loved Phantom of the Opera (http://www.phantomlasvegas.com/) And, now my favorite male revue show is Chippendales (http://www.chippendales.com/index.php) Talk about fantasies…
But first, the audience. The first night we went, my friends (Kelly &  R.M. Sotera) and I were getting a show outside the theater. There are huge pictures on the outer walls that the women stood next to so “they could have a picture with the men.” Well, considering the dress code seemed to be to wrap a tight piece of cloth around the torso, we were seeing more than what we bargained for.
Ladies, for future reference please keep in mind the movie The Ugly Truth and the following scene when dressing to go out: Mike (Gerard Butler) and Abby (Katherine Heigl) are in the dress shop. Mike’s talking to her about cocktail dresses and he says, “Length is very important. We need short enough to see some thigh, but not so short to see vag.”
That’s true. Most women don’t care to see other women’s underwear, especially if she’s up on stage where it gives the audience a different vantage point. We were there to see the men, not what other women have on (or don’t—hence the ‘vag’) under their skimpy clothes. But the audience’s choice of clothing did lead to the creation of an interesting drinking game. Every time a girl had to hike up her top or pull down the dress to re-cover her ass, it was time to take a drink. If panties (or lack thereof) were sighted (a crotch shot), then it was time for a shot. Hey, R.M and I are writers. We observe. We create. So we made up a game the second night we saw the show. Yes, we saw the show Friday night and then again on Saturday.  No, R.M and I didn’t actually do the drinking game since we had to drive home.  (We plan on getting rooms the next time we go so maybe we’ll be able to implement the game then.)
The show/theater is a very high energy venue and loud. There were moments the first night I wished I had brought my earplugs so I could tone out the screams and calls and whistles. (I must be getting old.) The second night we had a booth toward the back, separate from the main feeding frenzy, so the noise and comfort level were much, much better. (Yep, I wrote feeding frenzy. I’ll explain in a bit.) The booth seats were a good location to watch the show…that is until a group of women decided to stand on the chairs. Luckily, the ushers and waiters took care of getting them down.
Don’t get me wrong, aside from the craziness of the audience, I had a great time and the show was awesome!
Before the show starts, there are clips of the Chippendales dancers public appearances and photo shoots that play on screens hanging above the stage. Something to whet the whistle before the countdown begins and, once it does, audience members are in for a smokin’ hot good time watching twelve scantily clothed men strut their stuff for about 75 minutes or so. Skits range from an 80’s number to men in military dress uniform to firemen. I have to tell ya, though, my favorite scenes were the ones with the vampires and the one with the white couch, the motorcycle and the bed covered in what looked to be white satin sheets and three guys gyrating on said props—a triple whammy all at once to really get the heart rate up. The emcee, Bryan, has a great voice and James playing guitar is swoon worthy. The dancers do interact with the audience. For some of the skits, there are ladies who are chosen to go up on stage and there are points when the men feed through the audience and pay attention to the women in/near the aisles, but it’s not like a strip club with lap dances and such. The show is tasteful. The dancers’ naughty bits are always out of sight. Saturday night we were lucky enough to have handsome dancer Juan come and say hello to us. He’s an absolute sweetie! (& my favorite) It was his politeness to us that brought and fully immersed me into the whole fantasy aspect that’s projected with the show. I mean, where else could someone like me get paid attention to like that, right? (No, I’m not putting myself down. I’m just a realist.) For now though, Juan’s Man of the Month for September, so if you go to the show this month, or friend the Chippendales on Facebook, tell him congratulations.
All of the dancers we had the pleasure of meeting were very personable, taking their time after the late show to visit with the women in the Flirt Lounge. Hanging out in the lounge was an experience & this is where my comment about the feeding frenzy comes into play. R.M and I hung back, while Kelly and Laurie obtained autographs and photos, and watched the swarm of women go from one man to another as they came out. I made the crack that the situation reminded me of a fish tank I once had. When it was feeding time, the fish would go nuts at the top of the water in a feeding frenzy—acting out, vying for position for the food… Good thing the men are gracious. Then again, with all those beautiful women, perhaps the men feel like wolves in a huge flock of sheep and can take their pick of the herd. Eventually, the men filtered our way. And, somehow, for the third time in two days, I ended up in front of the camera. Maybe it’s because I had been drinking…or it was the excitement of the even…most likely just peer pressure… (Those who know me know I currently HATE having my picture taken, which is a story for another day.) One of the pics is with my fav so I can’t complain too much.
So, if you want to see a great male revue show and have a great time while you’re at it, Chippendales is a top recommendation!Chippendales is the premier provider of entertainment for women and is currently the #1 Male Revue in the World. www.Chippendales.com features a free site offering a wide array of editorial and pictorial content and the Chippendales’ store, which sells branded products. For more information, please visit www.Chippendales.com
Chippendales performs nightly at 8:00 p.m., with additional shows on Friday and Saturday at 10:30 p.m. Tickets are $39.95 and $49.95. For tickets, call (702) 777-7776. Locals can receive tickets for $25 nightly with a valid Nevada I.D. for any performance.

A special WOW…

Here it is. The link to a look inside the life of a Chippendales dancer. The article is courtesy of Kelly, the blogger extraordinaire of whom I’ve been speaking this week. She was able to obtain an interview with one of the men & gives her insight into the show. http://www.demonloversbooksandmore.com/2010/08/chippendales-beyond-skin-deep.html
Tomorrow, for Thursday Thoughts—as long as I have my act together, I’ll give my take on the show and the audience…which can be a show in itself. 😉
Happy reading!

Tribute Tuesday ~ to those who serve…

& since we’re in Las Vegas, taking a look at the Rio, we’re not talking about the military. We’re talking about the boys in black—the bartenders at McFadden’s and the ushers and waiters at the Chippendales show.
First off, to the cuties who work at McFadden’s—especially the New York boys, Eric and Neil—Yooohooo! Thanks for putting up with us ladies and chatting the time away with us before we went to our shows. You two were lots of fun to talk to. Maybe next time we can get you to take your shirts off… 😉  McFadden’s is a great Irish Pub within Rio. They have a sign that warns patrons about dancing on the bar. Here’s Kelly, the blogger extraordinaire, with the sign.

The second night we were there they were having the final round in the Girl-on-Girl Kissing Contest. As the first pair were making out, one of the other couples fell off the bar onto the flock of guys below. Guess they didn’t head the warning on the sign. (If I remember correctly, no one seemed to be hurt.)
Quite an interesting place and event in which to watch human behavior, but as a writer isn’t that what we do? Find out of the ordinary things, observe and document? Even if you’re not a writer, it’s a good place to grab some beer and grub. Plus, you can see Rio’s Show in the Sky right outside the pub in Rio’s Masquerade Village. It’s a free show, open to the public, performed hourly from 6 pm until 11pm every Thursday through Sunday. The male and female dancers are hot!
Then of course there’s the staff up at the Chippendale’s show who add their own special touches to the Chip experience, especially the tall guy in the leather pants…mmmm… but more on Chippendales is to come this week so I’m not going to spoil dinner now. 😉

A Monday afternoon & fantasies coming true…kind of…

Life is wonderful and today was beautiful—in the 80’s, a nice change from the 100 degree plus temps we had been experiencing.
I went down to my development’s pool and enjoyed the water (enjoyed it after I got over the initial shock of how brisk it was), the blue skies, palm trees, smell of sun tan lotion. There was a real nice older couple who came in. They were great to talk to and were having such a fun time that soon the three of us were laughing. After some laps, I took some time to work on outlining a hot scene for a story I’m working on while jammin’ to Duran Duran and The Killers. And, as I was writing—longhand btw since I didn’t take my laptop—one of my fantasies started playing out.
Kind of.
Pool side, sunning, writing and along comes the pool boy.
This is where the ‘kind of’ part comes in.
For one, I’m not the hot cougar I imagine myself to be. Give me some time & I plan to get there.
Two, it wasn’t my private pool at my own house.
Three, the guy was in covered in clothes and a hat and had sunglasses on so I couldn’t get a good look at him.
Four, there was no playful flirting, no sidelong glances, no hint of possibility that leads to heat. In fact, we didn’t say one word to each other.

Oh well.
But I’m a writer, I can spin it back to my fantasy. 😉
And another perk of the day…it didn’t take me a frickin’ hour to get the knots out of my long hair once I got home!
& in honor of the story I was working on since I’m locating it in Grand Cayman, I’ve changed my facebook profile pic. It’s of the beach and water there.
http://www.facebook.com/crmoss

Monday Message ~ Welcome to Las Vegas!

Las Vegas! My home town. Such a diversified and interesting place to live. This past weekend R.M. Sotera and I were able to hang out with Kelly, blogger extraordinaire, and another local gal, Laurie (who btw just got her first publishing contract ~ Congrats Laurie!). While Kelly was in town staying at the Rio, R.M. and I went there Friday evening and Saturday night to hang out with her. So, as a special treat…
Welcome to:
Rio in Las Vegas Week!
Coming to Las Vegas for a visit? Want a fun place to hang out at? Then check out:
The Rio Hotel and Casino
http://www.riolasvegas.com/casinos/rio/hotel-casino/property-home.shtml as a place to stay in.
& Check back here each day of the week for insider tidbits on key locations within the property & to find special links to pictures and an interview with one of the Chippendales!

So what’s Monday’s message? The talk this week might be of a casino and its activities, but Las Vegas isn’t just about the strip, downtown, gambling, food and shows—all of which can be great depending upon what you’re in to ;). It just seems that sometimes there’s a misconception floating around about Las Vegas. People have said, “You live there? That’s so cool!” or they’re so focused on the tourist part they forget to see the bigger picture and they dislike the place. Granted, some of my friends who live here don’t like the big, brown, hot dust bowl due to it being a big, brown, hot dust bowl and they want to escape, or have already, and that’s understandable. There are times I, too, miss the green of the northeast and the rain and can do without the heavy traffic, but I still prefer the sun over seemingly endless cloudy skies. But I digress. What I wanted to say is Las Vegas has communities just like anywhere else. There are schools, churches, businesses, etc. that are here as they are in any other town you visit. There are groups/leagues/organizations you can belong to. When first moving here, we became involved in the running/triathlon community, still are to a degree, and belonging to a group makes living here a lot less ‘touristy.’ As for another argument I’ve heard, yes, Las Vegas might not have the culture of the older cities like New York, Philadelphia or Washington DC, but it does have its own brand. Las Vegas can be a pretty ordinary place. Well, as ordinary as it can be with an approximate 4 mile stretch of colorful eye candy.
Have a great day!

Friendly Friday

I know I’ve been MIA the past few weeks. Like I mentioned in another post, I was dealing with behind the scene duties for a competition and now it’s catch up time with my neglected promo and writing.
For now though, check out my recent interview: http://mariposacruz.blogspot.com/2010/08/interview-with-cr-moss.html
And in the coming days, check out Rio Week here on the blog where I’ll talk about a place in Las Vegas right off the strip.
Have a great weekend!