Last night was fun like a first generation Super Soaker. My set was decent, good even, but the highlight of the evening was a fight. Fights at comedy shows are not quite as rare as one might think. I love the Smiling Moose!
Love this song, and love this play. It's probably solely responsible for the resurgence of touring Broadway shows. It's successful because it's easier to relate to than stuff about gangs from the Fifties or adaptations of Reese Witherspoon films...
Hey Marcus, thanks for coming out, sorry we didn't get a chance to talk a little more. I was drunk, which is no excuse, and all the excuse you ever need.
Got some new work shoes. Boots, actually. They were a significant amount of money. Here's to warm, dry feet and good insoles!
Recorded myself last night. If you're really, really good today, you may see a little bit of it tomorrow.
It wasn't this cold earlier.-BK
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