On Saturday night, the Palms concert venue, Pearl, held its first book signing. Hundreds of fans lined up to get an autographed copy of Chelsea Handler's "Are You There, Vodka? It's Me, Chelsea?"  Her comedy was perfect for the Palms, because her audience has a large percentage of attractive women, and, as she told me, "my fans in general are pretty big drinkers."

Of course, Vegas turned that up a notch for her sold-out show: "Everyone here is a little bit drunker. People in Vegas have been drinking all day."

When I pointed out to her that Artie Lang also loved his hard-drinking Vegas audience, Handler would have none of that comparison. "He is fat," she said.

Despite her jokes about drinking, Handler proved a hard worker after performing, spending close to two hours signing about 400 books and T-shirts for her fans.

She also had a perfect Vegas moment at the Palms when a waitress approached her boyfriend to make a pass at the couple: "I think she had heard that I propositioned someone last time I was here. But she probably had me confused with Denise Richards."