Finally! I can upload pictures again. Don't know what that was about.
It surpassed my expectations actually. I probably had a little Dennis Miller residue in my mind. To refresh your memory, we saw him in Las Vegas last spring, and although we were disappointed by the length of his performance (1 hour) we enjoyed it. Until - we got home and saw the (almost) verbatim performance on HBO. I know that shouldn't have mattered because we enjoyed him when we saw him. But like I said, I think I was afraid Kathy would do too much material I'd already seen, especially because I think I've seen her a lot.
She did not. She did a couple of classics but she was as topical and current as I'd hoped she'd be. She talked about winning an Emmy recently. Of course she talked about OJ. Steve and I are still "doing lines".
Turning Stone is on an Oneida Indian reservation about 2 hours from here - built in 1993. I bought the Kathy Griffin tickets at the beginning of the summer and tried to book a room at the resort. They have 4 hotels and every one was sold out for Friday night. We figured there must be some big event but only recently learned the PGA
was holding a tournament there. I went online earlier in the week to see if there were any rooms available and there were some, but they looked to be $295. Um, no thanks.
So I had booked us a room at a Super 8 down the road. Even the Super 8 was $95. Anyway. I worked until noon on Friday and then we left shortly thereafter. I got to stitch while Steve drove and that actually worked out pretty well. The Super 8 was stinky and I mean that literally. We had a non-smoking room but it had clearly been a smoking room at some point. The hallway reeked of smoke but I had hoped our room would be our little oasis. Nope. I would have asked for another room but I figured that would be true of any other room, that they probably didn't have any rooms that had always been 100% smoke-free. We joked that the Non-Smoking signs on the doors were magnetic and they slapped them on whatever rooms they needed to. We were only there to sleep but I couldn't even bring myself to take a shower there the next morning. I filled out one of their comment cards explaining about the stench and checked the box saying I'd never return. I sure hope they don't send me a gift certificate for a free night! P-U!
We had stopped at a McDonald's on the way there for lunch (that chicken wrap is pretty tasty by the way). We weren't hungry for dinner so we ate after the show. There are tons of restaurants at the casino and we ended up at one that we knew was expensive, but it ended up being the most expensive meal we've ever eaten. Yikes. The service and the food was exquisite but c'mon
, it's just food. It's one of the places that I actually have trouble finding something to order - it's lots of seafood, balsamic dressings, prime rib, veal, ostrich. Only 1 chicken dish was offered and not a pasta dish in sight. We both ordered strip steak. I practically never order beef and this was outstanding. Still, if I had to do it over again, I'd go somewhere else.
I sound pretty negative for someone who had such a good time, don't I?
But the show! Let me tell you about the show. We had arrived a couple of hours early so we could get the lay of the land. We walked around the casino for a while, checked out the restaurants. The show started at 8:00 so we wandered back to the Showroom around 7:00 to see what time the doors opened. They were already open so we went in - we were about the first ones there I think. An usher led us past a line of about 30 uniformed ushers, all poised for duty, to our seats. That itself was kind of interesting/odd.
I knew it was table seating but hadn't looked at a map of the venue or if I did, I didn't understand how close we'd be so I was kind of shocked when the usher kept walking and walking. We sat the front of those red tables, slightly left of center. We were about 20' from Kathy. When we sat down, Steve looked at me, "Did you know these seats were this close?" He looked kind of worried so I said, "Relax, this isn't Gallagher
. There will be no smashing of melons and she doesn't pick on people in the audience." (I didn't exactly know if that last part was true but I was pretty sure.)
Steve has seen Kathy on TV but not to the extent that I have. So on the drive to the casino I told him, "You know, she loves her gays and her gays love her." He said he knew. He's not homophobic but I tease him that he is. Sometimes, when gay stuff comes on TV, I'll catch him looking away. Not in a horrified way, just in an uncomfortable way.
Because we were seated an hour early, we got to watch lots of people come in - and I noticed they were all heterosexual couples. I found that kind of disappointing - where are her gays?? Turns out they like to make a late arrival because they started coming in droves. Each of the rectangular tables around us seated 6-8 people. None of the straight couples at our table were really talking to each other - but I swear, any table with gays, it was party-time. I whispered to Steve, "Damn it, I want some gays at our table." I had already turned my chair to face the stage when I sensed someone filling up the last two seats at our table. I turned around hopefully. Nope. Just more damn heteros.
Kathy delivered a line early on that I've heard her say before - she'll ask where her gays are? women? men whose wives dragged them to the show? A quick elbow to Steve's ribs prevented him from whooping it up at that line. Even though it was true.
Being so close was cool. You know, she's had a bunch of plastic surgery, talks about it all the time, but she looked less "plastic" in person, than I thought she would. I was so enjoying myself, I found myself thinking at one point (conscious of the Dennis Miller 1 hour show) that if she stopped right now, I'd still feel satisfied. I had no idea what time that was but she continued on for a while after that. Turns out she did 1 hour and 15 minutes. But it really felt like 2 hours. I told Steve it's because she talks so much that she uses sooooo
many words, it feels like you get your money's worth.
We're hoping to find another show to go to there sometime so we can stay onsite
. The cheapest room seems to be $155 for a weeknight and about $200 for a Friday night, so we'll see. We drove home in 90 minutes so even if we drove home afterwards, depending on what time the show ends, it's not a bad drive home even. But we love staying in hotels. Don't know why, just do. (Non-smoky hotels, that is.)
Here's something interesting I learned, Turning Stone has been "dry" since they opened due to disputes with the state. There was a note on their website recently (wasn't there when I bought the tickets in July) that they are currently working with the state regarding the serving of alcohol. They ask that people not bring in their own alcohol. There were signs to this effect at all the entrances but they looked like temporary signs, so I thought they must have lost their liquor license until I researched it just now. By the way, the trash bin outside the entrance we used in the parking garage was overflowing, lots of beer cans were visible. I couldn't find anything per se in my quick search, but I think maybe at one time, patrons were allowed to bring alcohol into the resort, I'm not sure..
The drinks at the show were priced normally, which surprised me too. I had a bottle of water and a glass of pineapple juice while Steve had a soda, I think. It was "just" $7-something.
Lots of fun, for sure.
Labels: Life Update, TV, Vacation