"My parents hired one of those ponies to give rides at my birthday party when I was a kid. These things are never in very good shape. Yeah, but this one dropped dead. It just wasn't much fun after that. One of us would sit on him and the rest of us would drag them around in a circle."

With her off-kilter, sing-songy delivery that kind of line comes off a lot less dark when she's saying it, but no matter the subject, Rudner is a true pro with perfect timing, a knack for cutting to the heart of things. After five years in a small-ish theater at New York-New York and another five at Harrah's, Rudner is now at The Venetian.

The size of the theater is not really important here, since Rudner doesn't rely on shtick or props or wacky backdrops to get her point across. It's just her, a curtain, a spotlight, and a microphone. This is stand-up comedy the way God intended it to be.

Her show runs about 90 minutes, give or take, and the exact content will vary depending on when you see it of course. That's another bonus - you can go back to see her again and again and not here all the same jokes twice.

This particular set involved a lot of Vegas-centric comedy, all spot on and laugh-out-loud funny. On people watching in Sin City: "You look at people and sometimes you just want to walk up to them and say, ‘I demand an explanation.'" On the prices at Vegas restaurants: "Some of them don't even have prices on the menu - just pictures of faces with different expressions of horror." (The latter an oldie, reborn.)

She even pokes fun at the guys who pass out the pornographic brochures on the street. "They never pay attention. One guy tried to hand me one of those things with two nearly naked women in bed on the cover while saying, 'How about showing them a good time?' And I said, 'How? Would you like me take them shopping? Because it looks like they need some clothes.'"

Much of her set, as has been her stock in trade, is about the differences between men and women and the joys and pitfalls of marriage. She expends a great deal of effort trying to get the men in the audience to understand why the female persuasion enjoys shopping so much: "It's like hunting, but with a credit card."

Now that she is the proud parent, she also works in some good "mommy" material, complete with the notion that being a working mom in Vegas is perfect because she has hired a Rita Rudner impersonator as a nanny so her daughter never knows that she's not there. "He's really great with her," Rudner says.

With tickets starting at around $50, it's one of the best values in town and one of the best shows in town at any cost.