Common Sense In Las Vegas

Promoting Common Sense in Las Vegas

If you ever pick up a piece of literature advertising the glory that is Sin City, the primary focus of the content is always about the fabulous nightlife. It’s always about the hot new club that costs $40 for guys to get in, but ladies are always free (until midnight that is, unless you‘re dressed like a whore and/or are willing to blow the lead bouncer in the restroom for entry). It’s always about the celebrity jackass who did something stupid on TV (usually on MTV, looking at YOU Jersey Shore cast) ‘hosting’ a night at these clubs, yet you (the average, non groupie consumer) never get a chance to shake their hand or have a dance with them. You just get to watch them drink a complimentary bottle of Cristal, while you pretend to be a baller, forcing yourself to smile while counting your change just after dishing out $300 for a $25 bottle of Skyy Vodka and some damn cranberry and orange juice.

It may have sounded like a boss move to make that night, and you may have gotten the attention of other shallow company seekers, but just because you’re in Vegas doesn’t mean you have to leave your intelligence card at home.

The people need to be put on game, for real.

It is for this reason that I always wanted to start my own Las Vegas oriented web site. Instead of focusing nearly exclusively on Vegas nightlife, my goal would be to emphasize the coolness of what Las Vegas has to offer before 9pm, as well as the obvious night scene, but my primary emphasis will be how to visit Vegas not push common sense aside.

Common sense case in point… our pool party situation. Vegas is quickly becoming pool party paradise. What better way to relax in 90+ degree weather than poolside, while sipping on a cool, exotic cocktail? The average visitor will immediately jump to the obvious, REHAB!!! Yeah, they’re on TV, it must be hot… and you’re right. REHAB is crazy fun, but how to execute your REHAB experience is what you really need to know.

No disrespect companies making their money where they can, but who with common sense wants to PAY to sit down on Sunday at the very same pool that just two days prior to this potentially expensive afternoon offered a FREE concert and FREE drinks with NO cover charge? No bullshit, the good people at SpyOnVegas.com, the hosts of these free events, can vouch for the validity of my statement.

Attending one of these so-called ULTRA pools on a regularly advertised weekend is highway robbery and not to mention VERY intimidating for someone to visit if they aren’t stereotypically the model type, which some of these establishments tend to discriminate against.

HOWEVER, for just a few extra minutes of their time, they can visit a pool just as lavish with less intrusive security, more friendly staff, cheaper (and in most cases BETTER) refreshments and *gasp* the ability to bring your own bottle, if needed.

Not to take anything away from George, the flare bartender at Harrah’s, but why can’t we shine some light on Jacob, the cat who works at Train Wrecks off Decatur, who doesn’t do flare antics, but would OWN George as far as making a quality Long Island Iced Tea and for a third of the cost. Did I also mention there’s no dress code in most places off strip and the music is often a lot better?

People need to know about these places.

Unlike NY, LA or Miami, Las Vegas not a naturally expensive town. You just need to know where to go to have your “VEGAS EXPERIENCE” and not be a damn fool when it comes to your party budget. Tourism is down because the perception of Vegas is that we’re a 5 star resort city with a crazy Nightlife and with crazy Nightlife comes with crazy spending. This is true, especially if you’re trying to have the “VEGAS EXPERIENCE” that they show on TV. Truthfully though, besides hotel expenses, I can show you how to have a GREAT weekend in Vegas for under $200.

Don’t believe me? Well, this is a gambling town. Bring your $200 and put your money where your mouth is… I do every weekend, except when I do, I’m eating food with my money, as opposed to eating shit.

Rock with me! Showtorious@gmail.com

Poetic Agent of Romance AKA Batman.

Today I christen you as the bearer of my truths.
As my bearer, I only require understanding for my every issue and every rift.
For every season to come, to every mood that may shift.
An extension of my heart, a nominated friend, with the unbiased to hear me, from beginning to end.
This day, tomorrow, the next day and the rest, I shall now sensor myself, even when not at my best.
My inspirations are wild & can be diverse, so as my recorder of contemplation, be prepared for my greatest and worst.


Hello everybody, some of you have migrated over from Myspace and Facebook, so thank you. For those newbies however, I go by the name of Show’Chi and I love to write. I write poetry, shorts stories, freelance journalism and can put together a mean parody news story.


Showtorious is my spoken word name, as well as my tribute to street lyricism and love for the stage. I’ve been lowkey into acting and stage work since high school and realized my lyrical acumen (the poetic side) about 5 years ago. Since, I’ve completed a book of poetry called Showmanticism Vol 1:  The Hopeful Romantic, which will be published when I’m good and ready, and have started my second book, Showlucinations. I’ve also outlined ideas for books three and four, which will likely be novels.  You can think of me what the lovechild of Mayo Angelou and the Notorious B.I.G. would have been, had their styles ever been merged.


Things you should know about me…


Don’t ask me my government name, cause it’s a long story.


I live in Las Vegas, and contrary to many people’s beliefs, we all don’t live in Casinos out here.


Yes, I get VIP’s to certain nightspots here and no I’m not going to hook you up when you come to town. I earned my VIP status, and you should too. Besides, what’s the point of going to Vegas and NOT getting raped on your budget? What kind of cheap tourist are you? You’re supposed to be stimulating my local economy, not looking for free shit as soon as you step foot off the plane at McCarran Airport!


Yeah, I’m fucking with you. I’m the real though, I used to promote clubs in Vegas, so I know a few people, and am part owner of Mcfadden’s in the Rio. Don’t believe me? Ask my crew, the  Justice League.


Yeah, I said it… the Justice League. Did I mention I’m also Batman?  Get a few drinks in me and maybe I’ll tell you the origin story of the Justice League of Las Vegas, the secret society of Superfriends who, no matter where we go are always the life of the party.


So much for secret identities though, huh?


This is actually fun…. I missed blogging. Hopefully, we can gather here more often and I can get to know you more as well as share more of my personality with you. My email, yes… showtorious@gmail.com. I also use the chat feature on there, so don’t be shy, I don’t bite unless you ask me… and with my girl’s approval.


Getting married on October 15th, 2011… sorry ladies, however I am way cool with being that dude friend in your life who will be break the code and tell you all the ill shit that dudes aren’t supposed to tell women about other dudes. Of course, I get along with females way better than guys, so I don’t really care about breaking the caveman code if it means bringing a smile to the face of a deserving lady.


You see… I’m an agent of romance. That’s what I do. I give advice and straight answers from a straight male perspective. Some of my friends have even encouraged me to write a book about relationships because A.) I understand women, B.) I write pretty well, so they say, and C.) Steve Harvey and that jackass who wrote He’s Just Not That Into You… or King Kong for the matter don’t have shit on me!


I’m from the camp that women should be cherished, not toyed with… if these other cats have something to say, hey, fuck em! No, no literally. Notice I said women, not hood rats. Better known as HOES!


Like I said though. Nice to meet you, please come back and read some more, send me emails and I promise when I’m on Oprah talking about how my online presence is very important you can say you knew me BEFORE the money, and before I forgot about you. I’m kidding again by the way.
Karaoke time, deuces spawns… I’m about to make Bobby Brown spin in his grave!
Oh wait. Um, nevermind.